Chapter 5: What It Means to Be a Waitress
Buffy dumped her suitcase in the center of her new apartment. It was simple, but what she needed.
One wall held a single bed with a small dresser that had a nice mirror over it. There was a small closet that gave her some space for some new clothes when she could afford it. The third wall had a small fridge and microwave. There was a tiny bathroom that had a small shower, a sink and toilet. Not much more room was in the bathroom. The fourth wall had a tiny television that was put on top of a nightstand.
She sighed and laid back on her bed flipping through the 13 channels she got on the television to waste the time until 5.
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Buffy was eager to start her first day. She stood downstairs in her red tank top that barely covered much and her short black skirt that barely covered her bottom and watched the other waitresses get ready.
One of the waitresses named Anne, walked up to her and placed a marker in Buffy's hand and a tacky pink lettered name plate that she explained while smacking on her gum, "Write your name on the white part and where this everyday."
She looked at Buffy's hair and frowned and disappeared for a moment taking the black market from Buffy and took out a red ribbon and tied the ribbon around Buffy's hair.
She said, "If you insist on putting your hair up, wear a ribbon in it at least to make it look sexy. Actually come here, I'll help you. You need some work."
Buffy followed behind Anne dutifully watched as she appeared some more makeup to Buffy's face asking her to blot the lip stick which was bright red. She then showed Buffy a mirror and Buffy gasped. She barely recognized the girl looking back at her which was a more sophicated looking lady. She had put black eyeliner around Buffy's green eyes and green eyeshadow to really make her eyes appear larger. Her cheeks were decorated with bright pink rouge that made her appear to be blushing even though she wasn't. On her lips, they were painted bright red.
She looked at Anne when she realized she was talking to her, "You should see about piercing your ears doll. Guys go for long dangling earrings on a girl but besides that, I think you look hot."
Buffy smiled and the doors opened and Buffy was sent to work. She was given a notepad and a fancy pink pen that was as bright as the tacky sign on the door outside.
She had to take so many orders for drinks and server so many drinks.
She was taught how to make basic drinks and how to place food orders which basically were snack items. She learned how to place the tips in her breasts to keep the guys' coming back for more. She learned to smile at them even when they were googling at her.
She barely took the time to notice the strippers on the stage but sometimes the guys would point one out to her and she would blush even more and make an appropriate comment and still bring them their orders.
By the end of the night, she was tired and so ready for bed. And this became the story of her life.