this morning #1866.

this morning, i woke up with absolutely nothing to do. that’s not exactly a complaint. just a statement of fact. out of the thirty-five members of my graduating class, i was the only female who wasn’t asked to come back this summer. no idea why. it’s not like i was bad at catering to the whims of wealthy people. did i hate doing so? of course. we all did. i tried not to let it show though. those entitled asshats act like they’ve earned the right to treat waitstaff in any way that they like. they paid good money for this vacation & pretension’s part of the package. maybe it’s best that i’m not back there this year. i might be bored while everyone else is busy working but at least i’m steering clear of all that toxic energy.