OH BOY, here we go
Krista, that socially challenged, awkward, clumsy kid you know is now waitressing at La Petit Cuisine, memorizing specials, scurrying around like mad trying not to drop bowls of onion soup on customers' laps and feeling like a waitress wannabe. Damn pseudo-public relations people.
Meltdown last night, you know, it has to happen about once a week just to keep a kid on their toes, and I woke up this morning with puffy eyes and a pathetic excuse. Sort of hoping that tomorrow morning just sort of... stays tomorrow morning and nothing more. Really don't think I have the shit to do this job, but I have too much pride to ever admit that I suck. Oh well. Yay for perseverence.
Meltdown last night, you know, it has to happen about once a week just to keep a kid on their toes, and I woke up this morning with puffy eyes and a pathetic excuse. Sort of hoping that tomorrow morning just sort of... stays tomorrow morning and nothing more. Really don't think I have the shit to do this job, but I have too much pride to ever admit that I suck. Oh well. Yay for perseverence.