I guess when I started my road to full time femininity I thought everything was going to be rosy and the world would welcome me with open arms. Did I ever have a lot to learn! After a few months of being a lady of leisure I decided to get a job, just part time at first. I didn't really need the money then but it would be nice as I had discovered a woman's expenses are more than a man's. If you don't believe me just check out the prices of woman's clothes compared to men's. A man buys 3 pairs of underwear and they last him years while panties seem to lose their shape quickly, but I digress.
I couldn't rely on my degree and I had the non-compete contract so I started hitting the shops and malls putting in applications. Nothing. After a month or so I was so depressed I didn't know what to do with myself. I remember meeting a friend for lunch at a little diner not far from my place and as we talked she pointed they had a sign in the window stating help wanted. I asked for the manager and he said he was looking for a waitress for the breakfast shift, 5:30AM to 11AM. I had no experience but I told him I was a quick learner and promised to always be on time so he said he would give me a chance. Be there the next day at 5:30 in the morning wearing a black skirt and a white blouse, the standard outfit for all the waitresses there. That was 4 1/2 years ago and I am still there!
If none of you have ever worked as a waitress believe me it is hard work. I run my butt off everyday bringing your breakfast, refilling your coffee countless times, making sure your order is right, busing my tables, and taking cash along with taking and getting carry-out orders and all the side work involved. And I get a whole $3.50 an hour for that. Trust me we earn our tips! Too make sure I am there on time I get up at 4 in the morning, or earlier if I have a bout of insomnia like tonight, get dressed, do my make-up, do my hair, and out the door I go. There are always things that have to be done before we even open up at 6 for breakfast and on a typical Sunday the crowd starts about 8 and we go until 2 in the afternoon serving breakfast. Don't get me wrong I love my job and I have my regular customers that treat me well but it is still work! I have to do my nails almost everyday as the solution we use for wiping down the tables is hell on nail polish. If I get two days out of a pair of pantyhose it is a miracle, and the nurses shoes I wear to work last about 4 months before the support is gone and a new pair is needed so tell me how easy my job is!
Oh well better get into the shower it is already after 4, don't want to be late for work!
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