Last night was rough. I don’t think I smiled at anyone. And it hurt my tips, I’m sure. But it was a slow night and I just didn’t feel like serving a bunch of people trying to have a good time. Ashley pulled me aside. It was slow so I was able to tell her that I broke up with my boyfriend after he saw me flirting with another guy at the bar. (FYI: Clint did not come in tonight)
Ashley told me that people come here to have a good time and that I’m sorta responsible for that happening. She said that I have to learn to leave my personal shit at the door. That when I walk in to work, my attitude has to change to “waitress”.
I told her that I understood, it’s the same thing I had to do when I was student-teaching, but that any moment Clint could walk in that door, or even Johnny and his friends. And that was stressing me out.
Ashley said because it was slow that I could leave early if I wanted to. I left at 11. I came home and basically crawled right into bed. I didn’t sleep well. I have to go back to work tonight.
Also my mom called me and left a voicemail asking how my move went and how living with Zooey is going. Which means she wants more details about me and Johnny. I should call her now, I guess.