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just a long night. a really, really long night.
Just had one of the longest nights of my life at the restaurant. Not worst night, not busiest night, not deadest night, not most terrible, just long. The time between 4pm-6pm felt like five hundred years. When it was 7:06 … Continue reading
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Tagged philosophy, waitressing, why do I have to have three jobs, work
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