summer grind mode: activated

So I’m back to waitressing this summer at Romano’s downtown and you guys… I’m actually GOOD at it now?? Like remember last summer when I was dropping plates and mixing up orders every other table? That girl is GONE.

summer grind mode: activated

I have this regular now, this older guy who comes in every Wednesday for lunch. Orders the same thing - chicken parm, side salad, sweet tea. Always sits at table 12. And he always leaves exactly 30% and calls me “sweetheart” when I refill his tea. And here’s the weird part - I don’t hate it? Like usually when guys call me sweetheart I want to dump their drink on their head but with him it’s… sweet? He’s probably somebody’s grandpa and he’s just being nice. Plus that 30% doesn’t lie.

Good shift = good tips

Feet officially hate me but worth it

I’m tracking every single dollar this summer because textbooks are EXPENSIVE and I refuse to eat ramen for every meal next semester. My feet are dying by the end of each shift but honestly? There’s something satisfying about being competent at something. Even if that something is remembering who ordered the extra ranch.

Tracking every dollar this summer

Anyone else working summer jobs that are slowly destroying their soul but paying the bills? Please tell me I’m not alone in this glamorous life 😂