Wednesday, August 02, 2006

(c) bitter waitress

crazy came in today. some of the girls are calling her beast. at my previous job, on my last day, i so eloquently told her exacatly where to go. we’d had several altercations before that fateful day. i was tactful, lowering my voice on the patio when she informed me in a husky yet magnified voice i’d make more money if i smiled more. that lead to her telling me i must fuck guys in the bush. i’m a total wilderness easy. again, lowered voice, i cut into her vacant personality. totally beneath me and i let her know it. needless to say i was threatened in front of a packed patio by a woman at least dbl my size. the bartender had to intervene and she was kicked out against the owners’ wishes, swearing that she’d be waiting for me after my shift to crush my head on the parking lot pavement. my confidence fell to the pit of my stomach when i spotted her today. i refused to serve her, & being the only waitress it caused conflict--her being again on a patio. another one of her sap filled friends, forced her to apologize. also a well meaning but altogether nosy regular. teeth set heavily against each other she just barely squeezed out, ‘i’m sorry.’ i hardly looked into her beady eyes and nodded. ‘ok.’ her friend: ‘that’s it? she apologized!’ again. i nodded. ‘ok.’ crazy threw back her black frayed hair. sweat bead on her upper lip extenuated the heavy powder of chalk white makeup caked on her face. ‘a thank you would be nice’ she growled, sneering. ‘i appreciate that you know how to apologize’ i said as i walked out of the gazebo, down the ramp, half expecting her to pounce on me from behind.

1 Comments:

Blogger denielle said...

ha! i love it. i love all the bitter waitress moments, but this one is my new favorite (as i'm sure the next one will be :) i can just see her hideous "black frayed hair" . . .

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