i bitch and moan a lot about my job...

but i think i would have to shoot myself if i was a waiter. i'm sitting at breakfast this morning, enjoying my country fried steak and eggs, hot cup of coffee, and newest issue of "the onion" when i see this large couple walk in the door. I overhear them at the table next to me talking to the waiter and they're going on and on about what they want to substitute for shit on the menu. of course, being a cheap diner, subbing pancakes for blintzes is out of the question... that extra stuffing in the blintz is too valuable to sub for a pancake with a scoop of butter! so the lady gets all huffy puffy, then the drinks get there. she sees her juice, looks at her old mans cup and asks the waiter to take back her juice and get her the same as her husband. "i didn't drink out of it, i swear." yea lady, like that's gonna help. he's just gonna put it back in the refrigerator and serve it to the next person. some people. i would have had to smack the bitch if it was me.

well, it's friday and if you sat through that rant you deserve a look at some good shit. here's some from oakland's finest: Max Schaaf. (disclaimer: yes, i stole these shots. no, i don't know where from, but credit goes out to whoever shot em.)