Back to waitressing…

I’ve really been hurting for some spending cash.  So… I went back to working at the resteraunt.  I know, I know.  I hated it.  It sucked.  I swore up and down I was done with it and was never going back.  A girl has needs, though, and Jose wasn’t giving me enough spending cash.

I’m glad I went back. 

The morning was craptacular.  Between 9am and 10am, I made $2.  Two fucking dollars.  So, like always, I started complaining to the general manager.  You know what we discovered?  The bus girl was stealing my tips!  The manager got suspicious when I told her about my $2, because she knew that sounded wrong.  She started watching people, and watched this bitch sticking money in her pockets.

Now, I’m not a violent person.  Honestly, I’m not.  But I wanted to punch her face in SO badly, I was shaking.  I was shaking like it was 40 below zero.  I couldn’t even think straight I was so angry.

She got fired.  So, after she got canned, I started making decent money.  Between 10am and 1pm, I made $60.  Not too shabby.  Who knows how much she walked off with, and how much she was stolen from me in the passed. 

(sigh)

I told the general manager I’m willing to go back Saturdays and Sundays.  Until I find another job, at least…