playing with poetry forms

[Cate]

I used a similar technique, Cate, when I waitressed at a place where we did no writing until we got to the kitchen and then [if applicable] had to group the orders on the paper and then deliver them paper free. I loved the feeling that came with being able to do it with the various items, correctly matching the kind of steak, its doneness, and the correct type of veggies and potatoes, with the person. We dressed in our own clothes and I typically wore a long, plain black, evening type dress. It's rare that you can feel elegant when you're waitressing . Those were the days. Wouldn't attempt any of it now .

Hi Lizzy

I loved waiting it was great fun - we wore long black skirts with fitted vests. I also bar tended a bit - which was quite funny as I had no training or experience just a little black book. I was probably the worst bartender - sometimes some of the hotel regulars would try to stump me (wasn't hard). I'd pull out my little book and sometimes pass it to them to read out the instructions. People were almost always nice and the tips were good.

[lazariuk]

Can you point me to that 404 joke, please? I've been pretty much away from here since the caucuses/primaries began, so have been doing "Linda"s and keep missing things.

It wasn't a joke from here and maybe I should have sent that message to Daka in PM. It was about something that we discussed privately. sorry.

[lizzytysh]

Hi Cate ~

You worked in an elegant uniform, too, then. The only other place I have specific memories of having a great 'uniform' was in an Underground Atlanta restaurant... again, our own clothes. I loved waiting, too. It got rather addictive, in fact. Easy to get a job no matter where you went. Great, daily, relatively easy money [depending on the job, but usually so... ]. Short hours, with the rest of the day/night to do other things. Making the dining experience a pleasant one for others. Great exercise. Made other career decisions along the way for other reasons, but can't ever say I didn't enjoy waiting tables.

My bartendering was much more limited and can't say I enjoyed that so much. You can always walk away from a table, but behind a bar, you're much more stuck listening to the often-drunken conversations of others, etc. I also [I'm guessing due to internal conflict ~ like feeling they'd be better off somewhere else doing something else] had difficulty remembering people's drinks [much less how to make the more complex ones], unless it was someone whom I really admired for one reason or another. I could honestly say I was a great waitress, but by no means an ace bartender .


~ Lizzy


Just tried to Submit this and saw your posting, Jack. Perhaps, Daka will now see mine and PM me with the joke. Thanks, anyway, though. I understand.

[daka]

when I consider the one where your monk hero likened himself to a patient with 404 diseases, I know that is one that is going to crack me up for a long long time

Can you point me to it too, Jack?
My memory is about as strong as
my moral discipline
?

Maybe you came across it in that internet version of Shantideva's tome which I only glanced at briefly?

I can always use a bit of "cracking up" myself!

daka

[lazariuk]

Maybe you came across it in that internet version of Shantideva's tome which I only glanced at briefly?

Yes

[Cate]

To an independant objective outside observer the only thing that might look smart about me is that I use you're and you use your when you should be using you're.

Hi Jack

I suspect I do this with a few words, I'm always trying to figure out which to/o to use as well I'm glad you mentioned it know I'll watch for it.

As far as an objective outside observer - well I don't actually now you except from the forum - which I've only been part of for two months. I therefor declare myself to be an outside observer without bias who finds you be clever - intelligent and witty. You also seem to be humble and will therefore poo poo my declaration, but I stand by it.

[Cate]

not really a poem - thought I'd tuck it here

How can I not laugh when you toss me like that?
I love you, we're playing, it's fun to be tossed.
Toss me again, I won't laugh this time.
Okay, I lied, but your laughing now too.


edited to point out I meant tossed like a pancake.

[daka]

clever - intelligent and witty.

I actually mistook Jack for an Irishman because of these qualities!
(Maybe his mother knows something that she hasn't old anyone!)

Lovely non-Poem Cate!
You have these qualities too

Cate.... Kathleen.... my mother's name.... very Irish lady !!!!??????????????

daka