it amazes me how many ignorant people i meet on a regular basis as a server.
last night 1 guy really took the cake. he wouldn't shut up about how skinny i am, he flat out asked me how much i weigh, and then when i gave him a ballpark range he still made rude remarks. he asked me how many inches my waist is, and then him and his friend asked me to turn to the side, so then they checked me out from head to toe and remarked how i could hide behind a light pole

. he has a really weird sense of humor- i would bring him something and he would say it took entirely too long and he's been waiting forever, and then he'd wink. and yeah he did that every single time. then he went on to say i obviously didn't get a job in the business field (what i majored in) because i'm stuck working at _____ restaurant. i hate when people assume you're there because you haven't found something you really want. i know that's the case for some people, but not for me. i told him flat out i wanted to take time off so i could travel with my husband and then go back for another degree. when you have a "serious" job, you can't really do that. i like the flexibility that this restaurant gives me, and i truly like the people i work with.
that guy was one of the biggest pricks i've ever met in my life.