Waiting tables has to be the worst job you can get. For one, it’s tiring – all that hovering. Secondly, you get sucked into other people’s lives when it’s not your intention or business to do so. You overhear bits and pieces but never the full story. And what does the mind automatically do? Connect the dots.
For instance; take this cafe, where I am working right now. Two attractive young women are having a right giggle along the far wall. Continue reading “Waiting Tables”