2:00 AM: “You don’t have to go home but you can’t stay here!” The bartender shouted as he slapped the house lights on, the scorching yellow light filling the room. Closing out the bar was becoming a weekend ritual at this point. Being waitresses, they didn’t get off work until one in the morning, leaving only an hour to drink as much as possible before getting dinner. A few of their coworkers were always there too, servers from other nearby restaurants, and of course the local drinking crowds. It was the dinner afterwards that was what Chelsea and Megan looked forward to the most.
Waffle House Blues
Waffle House Blues
Waffle House Blues
2:00 AM: “You don’t have to go home but you can’t stay here!” The bartender shouted as he slapped the house lights on, the scorching yellow light filling the room. Closing out the bar was becoming a weekend ritual at this point. Being waitresses, they didn’t get off work until one in the morning, leaving only an hour to drink as much as possible before getting dinner. A few of their coworkers were always there too, servers from other nearby restaurants, and of course the local drinking crowds. It was the dinner afterwards that was what Chelsea and Megan looked forward to the most.