On the ----Ng Over of Chelsea Welch: Part I
on the ****ing over of Chelsea Welch
let’s begin with what a waitress does in a day…
a waitress works her ass off,
forced to have the biggest smile in the world
for every miserable ****, every fat american
family with its screaming & misbehaving
rugrats, who come in to shovel food into their
gullets,
like it was going out of style,
like they had some anonymous tip that
famine was coming.
a waitress makes dick for a wage &
relies on the tips of her customers,
which is why, no matter how bad her own day
has been, before she drags herself into the shift,
she must kiss the ass of these idiots
every night of every week that she toils in the
restaurant---
she gets stress from the bartender who won’t make the
drinks fast enough---
she gets *****from the kitchen staff who **** up her orders---
she gets crap from the busboys who won’t replenish the
salad bar---
she gets flack from the dishwasher who gives her *****for
how she places down the dishes quick when racing around
the kitchen &
if she’s lucky, she gets hit on by the scumbag male customers
who’ve “had too much to drink” &
even the guys on the staff who just won’t leave her
alone.
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