In my Twenties I had a part time job to fit in with school hours as a waitress in a rather posh establishment. One day a group of Ladies who Lunch came in sat down and I took their order, I brought a plate in to them with different condiments on. Tartare sauce , mayonnaise, mustard ,seafood sauce, the whole lot slipped off the plate ,all down one of the ladies jacket that was on the back of the chair, the club paid for the dry cleaning and I left the next day ,I decided I wasn’t cut out for waitressing .
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