Dear Regulars,

Do not address me or look me in the eye when I am not serving you.

I am not working in the lounge today, you and your hissy-fit needs are not my concern. I will stay on MY side of the resturant, and you will demand five whole oranges because you come here all the time on YOUR side of the resturant.

I will stay in the dining room and clean up after the legions of hockey team, and you will sit in 'your booth' for five hours demanding special treatment because you've been around longer than most of the servers.

And when I come into the bar you will not look at me or quiz me on the menu.

I DESPISE YOU.

-Your Waitress.

Dear Regulars,

I despise you the very most.