I will grudgingly
admit to residing in the latter grouping of servers. When people ask where I
work, I often feel embarrassed about being 30 and still working as a waitress. I usually find myself tip-toeing
around the answer by saying things like:
- “I’m a full time student;”
- “I teach university students, part-time;” or
- “I’m only a waitress on weekends.”
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| My co-worker, Shelley: Unemployed teacher, full-time college student, and unsatisfied waitress. |
Every time these words escape my mouth, I feel a strange combination of relief and guilt. Relief stems from the knowledge that I will eventually leave the service industry (albeit not soon enough). Guilt, on the other hand, arises from the realization that as a server, I’m comfortably able to feed, clothe and house myself, while there are many people who can’t afford to do such things. It seems selfish to complain about working a “lowly” serving job when unemployment rates keep rising.
My point is: Whether you’re
a server by choice or by necessity, try to remember that your situation could
always be worse. Appreciate what you have now; and then appreciate it even more
when you eventually land your dream job.

