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I did not become serious about blogging until January, 2011. Since then, Under Cover Waitress seems to have taken off with over 52,000 page views to date. However, there is one, lone post from way back when in April of 2010. At the time, I was toying with starting a blog, and wrote about my memory of starting at the little restaurant.
Please enjoy "An Unlikely Waitress."
I have always done things my own way. I turned vegetarian at 16 years of age and my omnivorous parents accommodated me. I attended a highly respected university and majored in theater arts. I earned a professional license by presenting a portfolio to a review board (most people study in school for it).
Unlike many parents today, I refused to put my babies in daycare. I budgeted to the penny and we went without a lot of luxuries that other people call "necessities." That was my way.
When pennies got too tight even for us, my way of going back to work was to work opposite hours as my husband so that one of us was always home with the children. What better place to do that than in a restaurant? A restaurant is busiest when "normal" people are not at work; for example, dinnertime and weekends.
With my two young children in tow, I wandered into the nicest, most expensive restaurant in my small, New England town. It was a warm Spring day, late enough to be after the lunch rush with plenty of time left before the dinner shift. I smiled at the two ladies at the front who greeted me; they turned out to be the manager and the hostess. I asked if by any chance they were hiring for weekends only. The manager looked me over for a quick second, then said "Yes."
I didn't start at the bottom, and I didn't work in a series of dives or chain restaurants. I got a waitress job my way.