Today I made $160. Happy hour on a Friday was death. I ran around like a chicken with my head cut off, gave a man the wrong bill (lucky him, I guess he didn't realize his bill was $15 less than it would have been?) made about 15 dirty martini's (gross) drank a fly (yeah..) almost had a heart attack because a group of literally 40 people came into
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i want to visit.
if i ever come home!
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