Warm, Fuzzy and Only Slightly Bitchy

Allow me to step off the soapbox full of bitch and take a moment to discuss the occasional warm fuzzy feeling that happens when working in a restaurant. Every once …
The Bitchy Waiter December 30, 2013
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‘Twas the Night Before Christmas

‘Twas the night before Christmas, in the front of the house The only creature still stirring was that sad dying mouse; The glue trap was placed by the reach-in with …
The Bitchy Waiter December 24, 2013
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The Ultimate Bitchy Christmas

Well it’s almost that time when Santa Clause crams his fat ass down a chimney and hopes that someone forgot to shield their home with the Slomin’s shield. It’s the …
The Bitchy Waiter December 23, 2013
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A Waiter’s Letter to Santa

Dear Santa, How are you? I hope that you and Mrs. Claus are doing well. When we last spoke, you mentioned that you were having some gastritis. How’s that going? …
The Bitchy Waiter December 19, 2013
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