exhausted
Today at work I dropped alot of stuff.
Gave someone the wrong credit card.
Carded someone after they were drinking their beer.
Wrote down several wrong table numbers.
It took me 45 minutes to remember to bring another round of Miller Lts. to A6.
Took an order for hot dogs...which we don't sell.
And the best of the night:
I made some coffee. Left the room while it brewed. Came back in. Watched in awe. A sea of coffee. I forgot to put a pot under it...
Days like this make me think....maybe I'm not cut out for this life thing. I mean, waitress thing. It's a good thing I want to be an opera singer. They don't need to make coffee.