I had an awesome night at work!
It was one of those nights where it wasn’t super busy, but it was steady for most of the night and you get to have so much fun with your customers.
When you’re a waitress, it’s hard not to stereotype your customers so when a group walks through the door, you judge them, yes you do. I know of a waitress who hates taking tables with black people because she feels they won’t tip her and are rude to her.
There are some servers I work with who will pass up a certain race and give them to you because they think they won’t tip. The crazy part is, these type of tables that they think won’t tip always tip me very well!
My favorite types of tables are the gay boy tables. You know, like big parties of young gay dudes who come in after hanging out all night. I love gay guys! They are so fucking cute to me! I could have a million crushes on them and it feels safe because I know they won’t like me back but they think I’m pretty and they are always so sweet to me.
I also love the most hood, ghetto, tattoo wearing, chicken bone throwing, leaving their weave on the floor, “I’ll cuss you and yo mama out” type of customers. We get along so well! It’s like we understand each other. I feel like they’re my family. When I see these type of people come in the door, I get so happy and I’m like, “I’ll take them!” when all the other servers are looking like, “oh no.”
I also LOVE, LOVE, LOVE big parties of Spanish families! OMG! I get to practice my Spanish and they always compliment me on my eyes and the Dad usually flirts with me and tells me I’m pretty and they tip me very well! I always have so much fun with them!
Oh, and let me not forget, I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE serving Black couples. It doesn’t matter what they are dressed like, if it’s a black couple, I love it! I treat them so well and act kind of proper with them and they laugh at me and leave me very nice tips!
It’s just, I show my customer so much LOVE because I really do love them while they’re at my table and I really, really want them to have a good time. It’s important to me that they leave smiling and they remember my name.
My co workers on the night shift were acting funny last night- really tense. I had to go tease them individually so they could loosen up because I wanted us to have fun like we usually do. I love working with them the most and I don’t like when they’re annoyed. I don’t know what was going on with them but they ended up being cool. I guess it was just one of those days because sometimes I’m not in the mood either. You can tell what kind of mood I’m in by my face, I’m not smiling, I look like I’m thinking really hard or really, by my make up. If I’m not wearing make up, I’m really depressed.
Make up makes me happy and I love putting it on and if I am ever not wearing it, I’m pretty much very sad about life in general and I don’t want to be pretty. And that’s not me- I love being pretty!
Don’t tell nobody this but- everybody I work with has someone special in their life and I realized it last night and it made me wish to have someone too. Someone to text me and say nice things to me who wants to bring me food and go to Denny’s with me in the middle of the night. Someone to come over and be with me when I have a day off, who wants to know what’s going on with me on a regular basis. Sex is optional, but if the person is nice, I’ll do it.
I think I just really want a friend.