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I've got a few stories to post later, but here's one to start:
Diner in my college town...somehow, I'm the only actual college student that worked there, but most of the girls (boss blatantly states that she DOES NOT hire male waiters) are my age. This new-ish, wannabe-ghetto girl gets into it with another coworker on a Saturday. That next Monday, I'm working with ghetto girl, and she starts talking about how much she hates the prissy coworker (the one she started crap with), and that one Saturday, she was going to wait in the alley outside for prissy coworker to leave, then she was going to jump her and "cut a bitch". Thing is, I knew she was serious. I reported it to the boss, who fired her. The next few weeks, I made the guys in the kitchen walk me to my car every night. That chick was crazy.
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