p.cute

Pad Thai Anyone?

I picked up a very part-time job as a waitress at an authentic Thai restaurant. The owners are from Nong Khai, Thailand; and all the kitchen workers are from various provinces in Thailand. While I love the opportunity to speak thai with my peeps and the delicious, real thai food they make for me that is not on the menu...I have a few beefs with waitressing.

1. I do not like being ignored. The customers just expect me to do the deed and leave. Hello! As much as I hate it, I am little ms. cute! Everyone loves me and wants to talk to me all the time. I can't deal with this rejection. They look annoyed everytime I go to take an order or clear their table. Don't you want to talk to me?

2. I think that the restaurant industry is the most explicit place to see the distinction between social classes. They talk about their multi-million dollar business deals while sipping v. expensive wine, let their one trophy child order anything and everything on the menu (including drinks...if you're a Payne, you understand the significance), and come in with 9 Holt Renfrew shopping bags. It bugs me. What bugs me the most is that in some circumstances I am in that group and now I am serving them and they see me as an outsider... I am bugged that I have most likely treated other people as I am being treated as a waitress. I must be a better person.

3. They let me drink all the diet coke I want, which keeps me up at night when I am trying to fall asleep.

Conclusion:

I no longer have to be cute.
I must destroy all social classes above me. ha ha.
Must drink only water at work.