Server Struggles: Tales from a Slow Restaurant

I hate back to school season. It’s always so slow, and I get so bored. More time for you to hang out here with me, right? Oh, yeah. I could take you back to school. Yes, teacher. Oh, gross. Nicole, you have one table, and they’re still flagging me down. What do they need? Their server. I’m going. I’m honestly such a better server when I’m busy. When I have one table, it just throws the whole balance off. Then why do you get mad when I seat you a bunch of times in a row? See, that’s too busy. There’s this sweet spot where I’m just busy enough. It puts me in the zone. No mistake. Well, I’m sorry the conditions ain’t perfect for you to do your job, but get out there yelling at me in this economy? Not very mindful. Oh, not that. There you are. We’re, like, the only table in the whole restaurant. Where’s our food? Yeah, sorry. I was eating fries in the back. Doesn’t my burger come with fries? Oh, you’re so nasty. Why do you always get the worst service when it’s slow in a restaurant? Right? It’s so hard to give good service when it’s slow. I’ve literally never gotten good service from you. Good point. Let me go tell him to drop more fries. So? They were my fries. You know what’s not slow? This guy. That’s right. You’re so stupid.