Being a waitress at a restaurant/pub I see a lot of interesting people come and go throughout the night. Last night - was certainly a night for all the crazies to come out. It was a relatively busy night, but not overall insane or anything. I made good money but didn't feel like I was running ragged all night long. Those are my favorite kinds of nights.
So I had a party of four come in around 8 o'clock. They had clearly been out drinking prior to hitting the good ol' PHG. They ordered some appetizers and beers and were generally just a happy bunch of people. But definitely extremely intoxicated and extremely loud. We had a musician last night and they were screaming out requests at him left and right. Luckily I only had two tables and my other table was a sweet couple who told me "You can't see side shows like this in Boston!". Throughout the entire experience I gritted my teeth and kept on smile being the "good little waitress". The creepy old men kept telling me how beautiful I am.. and asking me if I had a boyfriend. All four of them kept forgetting my name. At one point they named me Trixie. So I figured that must just be my alter-ego that comes out at night to get a little wild. Either that - or I resemble a hooker or porn star.
Clearly, this story isn't all that exciting. Just odd. I thought I would share. haha.
Also... after I finished my shift I went to a little dive bar in my town that my friends and I all hang out at. On Saturday night they do kareokee and we all get silly and sing, drink beers, play pool, and laugh. Last night was the "beach party" and I won a bottle of wine doing the limbo. I'm not gonna lie - I was pretty proud.
|Did I mention all three winners, myself included, were about the size of this dog?|