Posted on February 4, 2025 by Fiona Morten George
Working as a waitress is mostly about carrying plates, remembering orders, and sometimes faking smiles for tips. I love every part of this job, except how relentlessly guys hit on you and how nobody warns you about it. It’s not flirting; there’s no polite asking; it’s straight-up hitting on. I’m talking about the full-on, boundary-crossing, won’t-take-a-hint kind of attention that comes with just doing my job. It begins with a smile, and I can’t help but smile back because if I do, someone is going to complain that I’m rude or unfriendly. But for some guys, that smile is an