great. just great. why did Lucy have to get sick? and where the hell did the manager even find this oufit?! i walk around with a fake smile, trying not to let my bad mood shine through. but i swear, if i get one more whistle... one more slap on the behind... I'm going to throw hands.
i attend to guests, serving drinks and snacks as they play cards, dominoes, and other games that are essentially robbing their bank accounts of money that could be used on food.
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