My Crazy Restaurant Experience
In the scheme of things, the craziest experience I ever had in a restaurant wasn't really earth-shattering or anything. I was about 20, I think. I was working as a bank teller and a cocktail waitress on the weekends. Monday night was the night everyone went out together because our bar was closed. Photo by Jon Tyson on Unsplash There we were, sitting at a table as a group, enjoying the music. I remember I was wearing an angora camisole that I loved. I had coveted the top for weeks before actually purchasing it. The soft, sweet lavender color with rhinestone straps complemented my plum slacks perfectly. The new heels I wore were comfortable for standing, walking, and yes, dancing. I was smoking hot that night and I knew it. It was going to be the perfect night. ...
