Sunday, September 16, 2012

How I Met Best Friend Cute Apartment

I actually wrote this post months ago, but saved it for this little princess' birthday!  Happy Birthday, Cute Apartment!

I'm going to let you all in on a little secret.
From the ages of about 16-19,
I was sort of...
a bitch.
You know the type.
Too cool for new people (wait, I still think I'm a little too cool for new people),
thinks she's better than everyone (um...I'm not?),
everyone needs to prove themselves (rightfullly so...).
Maybe I'm still sort of a bitch!
Back to my story, when I was fresh out of high school, I was working as a waitress in a 50's themed diner, wearing this on a daily basis:

This might be a sexified version of my uniform for Halloween of that very same year. 

If you've ever worked in a restaurant, you know that the relationships you form with your coworkers is unlike any other.
You have a bond deeper than the average coworker, due msotly to a mutual hate for annoying customers, overbearing managers, and people who say "waters for the entire table".

And at my restaurant?  We didn't take on new people easily.
Especially new people who seemed to skip the career ladder path the rest of us had to take, putting in long hours for teeny tips as a host, having sore arms for a week after expo food running, and going home covered in dried ice cream after running fountain before you ever got to think about tying on a coveted server's apron.

So, in the summer of 2006 when this adorable blonde waltzed in the door with a flower pinned to her head telling us how she was going to be starting as a server (therefore skipping the all important steps that the rest of us bitter folks had to go through), you'd think we would have been throwing tantrums.

I mean, at the time, I wasn't even nice to new girls who weren't skipping steps, I sure as shoot shouldn't have been to ones who were stomping all over the rules with their adorable heels that I'm sure Cute Apartment was wearing at the time.

But something was different this day.
This day, I was feeling nice.
And in an uncharacteristic move (at the time), 
I befriended the girl, and encouraged everyone else to also.

And who would have thunk that making friends with this little blondie on a day when I was feeling way more friendly than my average at the time, would be one of the best decisions I ever made?


Tricia said...

God your honesty is great! And what a beautiful friendship!

Nikki said...

This is soo sweet!

Kate said...

Love you bestie!

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