When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?
And I am ever glad I didn’t become a waitress, I can hardly remember characters I make up, how the heck I remember a table full of ppls food they like?
I’d imagine I would take an order, walk away, walk back, write it down, then walk away and forget the notepad on the patrons table. It’s a good thing I chose writer and can leave sticky notes everywhere to remember what I was trying to talk about in the first place!
Believe in your goals,
NR
Norma Rrae 
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