tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29306110.post7273559426963642180..comments2023-10-29T02:58:04.420-07:00Comments on Zipbag of Bones: In Which I'm Reminded of Why I No Longer Wait Tableszipbagofboneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02845215266169983575noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29306110.post-77233566825759749122008-11-02T20:18:00.000-08:002008-11-02T20:18:00.000-08:00Clumsiness like yours is the very reason I avoid r...Clumsiness like yours is the very reason I avoid restaurants at all costs.<BR/>But...meet me out back at our next smoke break...I've got a proposal I'd like to make.C.S. Perryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13788814137559471709noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29306110.post-55456507963537824052008-11-02T19:19:00.000-08:002008-11-02T19:19:00.000-08:00I went to Macaroni Grill once. And the waitress m...I went to Macaroni Grill once. And the waitress must have thought I was a nutjob because I colored all over the damn table. And I was almost 30 years old at the time!<BR/><BR/>I love coloring. <BR/><BR/>I waited tables back when I was about 16. It was in a pizza joint and I made min. wage plus tips, so it was a pretty sweet gig. Now I am entirely too cynical and full of rage to ever be able to do that job. <BR/><BR/>I am at work and I need to cut this shiz short so I can get the fuck out of here before the wombat shows up.Jennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16093184039627640221noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29306110.post-63117465669552704922008-11-02T19:05:00.000-08:002008-11-02T19:05:00.000-08:00I remember faces very well, but not names and plac...I remember faces very well, but not names and places that I should associate with those faces. Ultimately it makes it a sort of useless skill. Thanks for that one mother nature.<BR/><BR/>Somewhere that girl is blogging about her worst prom ever. You gave her perfectly good material and that's gotta count for something.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00873541253069090821noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29306110.post-78003471459688933112008-11-02T12:25:00.000-08:002008-11-02T12:25:00.000-08:00i have never been a server, but my family seems to...i have never been a server, but my family seems to be a magnet for servers who have those very bad moments where they spill something on somebody.<BR/><BR/>Thor, my middle kid, had a beer dumped down his back. Unfortunately we had no extra clothes for him and were not going directly home. We caught a few weird looks when people noticed our very cute eight year old absolutely reeked of beer.<BR/><BR/>My own favorite happened in a Mexican restaurant, back in the days when they still gave everybody a glass of water. The waiter poured us glasses of water and then set the pitcher on the adjacent and unfortunately wobbly table. I was wearing white shorts. White shorts that were rather see-through once I had a lap- and butt-ful of ice water.<BR/><BR/>Ultimately I think it is much easier to be the recipient of these things, rather than the precipitator (unless of course it's something really hot. Maybe even then I would rather be maimed than know I dumped burning hot food on somebody...), which is another good reason I am not waiting tables.Juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14546701275844134990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29306110.post-20425216498173009812008-11-02T11:21:00.000-08:002008-11-02T11:21:00.000-08:00Take what you just said and time it by 17 or so ye...Take what you just said and time it by 17 or so years. That is why I no longer wait tables. <BR/>Oh and all the spanish. I learned mine at Perkins. <BR/>I hope neither of us never, ever, never have to go back to server hell.Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10797131548275372465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29306110.post-50631940308408072322008-11-02T09:34:00.000-08:002008-11-02T09:34:00.000-08:00I waited tables off and on for a few years of my l...I waited tables off and on for a few years of my life as well. I also bartended. Bartending is WAY better. I have some waitressing stories myself. You have inspired me....I think perhaps I will write some on my blog. I've had the biggest case of writer's block for over a year. You are now officially my new muse. (I used a be a muse too back in the day). We have a lot in common! HAHA!<BR/><BR/>Except, I would never be caught dead in a Macaroni Grill. They have the nation's unhealthiest food. Here is just one such example besides a few Men's Health articles I've read: http://health.yahoo.com/experts/eatthis/2591/20-saltiest-foods-in-america/Terihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13285468756347219525noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29306110.post-15317802095048275652008-11-02T08:07:00.000-08:002008-11-02T08:07:00.000-08:00I only waited tables once for 5 months and HATED I...I only waited tables once for 5 months and HATED IT. I had nightmares all the time about it. It was the most stressful job I've ever had. <BR/><BR/>Just wanted to let you know I've sent a little bloggy love your way:<BR/>http://sometimesagirlneedsablog.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-bloggy-love-thrown-my-way.htmlElle Charliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12165641048700957796noreply@blogger.com