Saturday, June 30, 2007

Today I broke my first coffee cup at work.

It got crazily busy after Boss reconfigured the front area, so I had to serve, and was so busy that I didn't get to say a proper goodbye to Ncwaamiihe.

A table of 3 was betting on my age. Suffice to say that the closest guess was off the mark by 4 years.

On Wednesday at the press launch a journalist whispered in my ear, "Do you actually like the food here?"

And we've reached the end of Random Nuggets from my New Life as a Waitress. Stay tuned for more boring anecdotes, same time, same channel, next week.

-- tee @ 11:37 pm |