a new series of posts I am starting about being a waitress,
okay. SO I’m serving this giant party in the mezzanine, and people are shouting drink orders at me left and right and generally are pissing me off, and then this one guy “asks me for a drink” by literally giving me a sassy look and holding up his beer.
Of course, being the polite ass person that I am, I just smile and nod and write down his beer on my pad.
10 minutes later I’m divying out these drinks, trying to find the people who ordered drinks/figure out who had what (everyone was wandering around), and this motherfucker comes up to me and just grabs it off my tray. Okay. I shrug it off, I suppose it saves me time. A minute later, these people are complaining that I gave them the wrong beers. That I had switched the MGD and Miller High Life.
Nu uh. Fuck no. He took the beer from my tray, without asking or so much as a thank you, and then complained that I had switched his up with some one else’s in his group.
If that’s not a this guy waking up in the morning and thinking to himself, “Hey, I think I’ll be an asshole today” moment, I don’t know what is.
