“Level the Playing Field”? Those Words, I Do Not Think They Mean…

9 07 2010

I love these guys.  Atrios is right.  There’s a sense of panic and disgust around the idea that somehow, somewhere the Small People might end up making a little bit of money doing the World’s Shittiest Jobs.  I’ve waited tables.  I waited tables for eight goddamn years, and it is hard, hot, physically taxing work.  And if you happen not to be in a minimum-wage law state, it’s also work without the usual promise of any kind of stable monetary reward.  You make a little one night, a lot the next, virtually nothing the day after that.  Your customers either pay you, or they don’t, and don’t you just hate your luck?





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