My sister is a very intelligent woman when it comes to “book smarts,” but a little naive in the ways of the real world. She used to work as a waitress, which I won’t knock, because it IS a hard job. But when the cooks told her to go to the basement (restaurant had no basement) to get the dehydrated water, she searched for the basement entrance for an hour before realizing she’d been the butt of a joke. Another time, one of the salad girls had been busy, so my sister decided to make the salad herself. Just as she was carrying it to the customer, the salad girl grabbed her and said “what are you doing?” My sister said “well, she asked for the dressing on the side.” You guessed it- she had put a little salad in the middle of the plate and poured dressing around the edges!
