Memories

I didn't get to clean Steph's house yesterday. She said I wasn't needed. I felt sad about this, but moved on. Ha ha.

I did clean the restaurant, as I usually do, with my husband. Apparently some people don't know how to not throw their garbage on the ground. I found so many straw wrappers, I could have made an entire tree. Or when parent's let their kids have the basket of crackers. I swear no cracker is consumed, just crunched up and thrown on the ground.

That remindes me of when I was serving a table of fifteen a few years ago (it happened to be April Fool's Day). The parents of a two year old weren't paying any attention to her. She was running all around me while I was trying to pass out drinks. I had one drink left on my tray when she ran right in to me, causing me to tip the tray. Dr. Pepper and ice dumped all over the little girl's head. She froze in her tracks, absolutely stunned. I was shocked. I wanted to laugh so much, but I didn't want to offend my customers.

The entire table errupted with laughter. The girl's mom picked her up and started to wipe her down with a napkin, laughing in the process. I relaxed and cleaned up the random ice on the ground. The only person mad at me was my boss.

Yeah, I'll never forget that mess. It was hilarious!