The Mind Of A Waitress

The Mind Of A Waitress

We are people too.
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As I'm driving to my part-time job on a warm sunny day, there's two things that are running through my mind. First, why do I have to be indoors working on this nice day and secondly, I hope to leave this place with $50 or more. I park my car in the parking lot of the restaurant, and I walk slowly to my destination getting the last bit of freedom before I become people's peasant.

Don't get me wrong, I love my job but sometimes (actually almost every time) people do not understand that I am a person too. I go to college. I am involved in organizations on and off campus. I have a life outside of serving. Guests come in and treat me like I am their maid. My job is to create a comfortable atmosphere that leaves the guest with fun and pleasing experiences that have them coming back to eat with us again. When guest have stuck up or negative attitudes towards me, it makes my job a living nightmare.

"My food is wrong."

"I wanted two lemons instead of one for my water."

"Where's the ketchup? We need more ketchup."

"I need more mayonnaise."

"We were here before them, why did they get their food first?"

These are common things you hear as a waitress. No please or thank you, just typical commands from people all day. The last quote was actually a question but the answer is normally because they were a smaller party then the other party or they ordered before them. But once again people normally just don’t understand my job.

Being a waitress is not meant for anybody. It is not as easy as some people may think or act. Waitresses spend almost their whole shift on their feet running all types of directions around the restaurant. If you cannot multitask, don’t even try this job. I am a rare breed, because I am actually not that good at multitasking but I am a kick a** waitress.

No, I do not get tips just because I’m pretty. That is such an annoying and arrogant thing people tell me. I do wish most of my guests understood that I don’t make any money unless I am tipped. If I am not tipped, I made nothing for that hour. If you cannot tip at least 15-20 percent, then you should not go out to eat. Simple as that. A waitress’ nightmare other then rude guest, is being tipped nothing on a table.

The moral to this article is to educate people on how hard being a waitress really can be. If you have a sour attitude or a bad day, don’t put that onto someone else that is only trying to make sure that you are treated right. Next time you go out, just remember your manner and most importantly remember that waitresses are people too.

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I'm A Woman And You Can't Convince Me Breastfeeding In Public Is OK In 2019

Sorry, not sorry.

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Lately, I have seen so many people going off on social media about how people shouldn't be upset with mothers breastfeeding in public. You know what? I disagree.

There's a huge difference between being modest while breastfeeding and just being straight up careless, trashy and disrespectful to those around you. Why don't you try popping out a boob without a baby attached to it and see how long it takes for you to get arrested for public indecency? Strange how that works, right?

So many people talking about it bring up the point of how we shouldn't "sexualize" breastfeeding and seeing a woman's breasts while doing so. Actually, all of these people are missing the point. It's not sexual, it's just purely immodest and disrespectful.

If you see a girl in a shirt cut too low, you call her a slut. If you see a celebrity post a nude photo, you call them immodest and a terrible role model. What makes you think that pulling out a breast in the middle of public is different, regardless of what you're doing with it?

If I'm eating in a restaurant, I would be disgusted if the person at the table next to me had their bare feet out while they were eating. It's just not appropriate. Neither is pulling out your breast for the entire general public to see.

Nobody asked you to put a blanket over your kid's head to feed them. Nobody asked you to go feed them in a dirty bathroom. But you don't need to basically be topless to feed your kid. Growing up, I watched my mom feed my younger siblings in public. She never shied away from it, but the way she did it was always tasteful and never drew attention. She would cover herself up while doing it. She would make sure that nothing inappropriate could be seen. She was lowkey about it.

Mindblowing, right? Wait, you can actually breastfeed in public and not have to show everyone what you're doing? What a revolutionary idea!

There is nothing wrong with feeding your baby. It's something you need to do, it's a part of life. But there is definitely something wrong with thinking it's fine to expose yourself to the entire world while doing it. Nobody wants to see it. Nobody cares if you're feeding your kid. Nobody cares if you're trying to make some sort of weird "feminist" statement by showing them your boobs.

Cover up. Be modest. Be mindful. Be respectful. Don't want to see my boobs? Good, I don't want to see yours either. Hard to believe, I know.

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The Year of the Pig

Happy Chinese New Year! My family has a few traditions that we do to celebrate the new year together, but this year my mom and I decided to start something new.

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Do you remember the controversial maybe even disturbing short film before Incredibles 2? The one where the mom eats her son who is a small steamed bun? Even though it might have been disturbing, you have to admit that the buns the mother and her son made together looked delicious!

The food in the short film is called bao and it is a traditional Chinese steamed bun that typically contains pork as its filling. My mom and I were inspired to try to make our own and maybe after this article; you'll be inspired, too!

Here are the ingredients you will need:

1. Premix flour steamed bao (you can find this at the Asian market)

2. Steamer (we used bamboo steamers from the Asian market)

3. Ground chicken breast

4. Chopped Portabella mushrooms

5. Chopped green onions

The first thing we did was prepare the filling for the bun. Traditionally, pork is supposed to be in the bun, but we decided that we would do chicken instead.

1. Add grapeseed oil to a large, frying pan

2. Add minced ginger, onions, and mushrooms (measurements are optional)

3. Add the ground chicken breast

4. Add the seasoning as you continue to sauté all the ingredients.

5. Season with soy sauce, hoisin sauce and ginger (measurements are optional)

Make sure your center stays heated while you start to make the bun. The instructions for how to make the buns are on the packaging of the bun powder. Once you mix all the ingredients, you have to knead the dough for quite a while.

You can always make your buns from scratch. You can find a recipe for homemade steamed buns here.

Once the dough is kneaded, separate it into 18 strips. It is difficult to roll out the dough at first, but it becomes easier after a while. Once the dough is divided, roll them out into flat circular shapes and place the filling in the center of the dough. After you put the filling in the center of the bun, grab all of the edges of the dough together and twist them at the top, forming a swirling shape at the top of the bun.

We placed four bao on wax paper in one steamer and steamed them for 15 minutes. Each bao must be placed on separate sheets of wax paper. After 15 minutes, you have your bao!

This is a family-friendly activity that not only entertains your family, but it also feeds them! Celebrate the Year of the Pig by making bao with your friends and family! It's an experience that brings people together and gives them memories to cherish for a lifetime!

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