1. I am going to have to work very hard not to put back on all the weight I’ve lost in the last six months (mostly via the Atkins diet, but the appendicitis diet also factors in), because the food is really goddamn good but also really goddamn bad for you, and I get a big fat discount.
2. I have to get my brain back in shape, because I have to memorize every ingredient of 90+ menu items plus all sorts of ridiculously specific things I have to say to the customer, and the specific order I am required to say them in.
Otherwise, this looks like it could be a cool job. I’m still not sure I’m cut out to be a waitress, but the people I’m gonna be working with seem pretty cool, and that’s really about 90% of the battle right there.
Customers come and go, but the people you work with pretty much define your work. And I have a good feeling about this. And if it doesn’t work out, I can always say “fuck my convictions” and move to Los Angeles to be an entertainment industry lackey.