It's a restaurant.. That's the first problem.
Nothing gives me a headache more than this.
Their numbers aren't gonna pay my bills.
YES YES YES YES!... No no no no.
Are people supposed to eat icecream with their hands?
My customers must think I'M cooking their food.
If you're friends with a coworker, you're hooking up.
Didn't know I was Superwoman.
The hostesses must hate me today.
And at the end of the night...
And when I'm not waiting on people hand & foot,
I'm driving an hour back and forth to be at work..
Or here.. At Towson.. Stressing out over my classes.
Basically, I'm always running around. Let's see what
my classmates' lives consist of (hopefully not as
much stress and chaos as mine).