It's a job. Busy restaurant with a busy bar, one of a dozen hosts and hostesses equally abused by the customers and the manager. She'd worked in half a dozen places like this now, ever since graduating high school. Sucks, but someone has to do it.

She must have pissed off George because she's dedicated trash-hauler tonight, every ten minutes it seems one of the bathrooms or one of the kitchen bins is full and she gets yelled at to go haul it out to the dumpster.