Working in a restaurant: I constantly find myself frustrated with the fact that I’m literally just trying to make money so I can feed my kid, stay housed and sometimes do fun things. Why can’t I do that without having to awkwardly and politely decline a m’fer. And it’s always the men who HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO CHANCE WITH ME IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM. You are an aging, unattractive alcoholic… no you can’t have my number. Do you want another beer? No? Cool, let me go talk to my other CUSTOMERS now thx