tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710381019162583843.post8888753615051367225..comments2023-10-30T05:54:44.374-04:00Comments on Be Still and Know... : My Waffle House Memoirs.Robin Lambrighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12408265939620170615noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710381019162583843.post-86765295633851711222008-11-03T09:50:00.000-05:002008-11-03T09:50:00.000-05:00I worked at an A&W Drive-In for a short time w...I worked at an A&W Drive-In for a short time when I was in high school. I was so glad to be able to quit and go work at a church camp for the summer! I hated coming home smelling like deep fried everything and feeling sticky from making root beer floats! Did I mention I hate root beer?Cyndyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11949653829747599076noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710381019162583843.post-91021007944495077432008-11-02T00:17:00.000-04:002008-11-02T00:17:00.000-04:00I have vivid memories of visiting said establishme...I have vivid memories of visiting said establishments!! One night while waiting for my husband's flight to come in, my daughter and I visited the one near the airport, she thought she had cash on her... she didn't... I had to leave her there and run to the ATM machine to get some cash, so we could pay our bill!!!<BR/>Conyers huh?? I had an aunt and uncle who lived in Lawerenceville.Technonanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00654136310714956586noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710381019162583843.post-22178269692435712692008-11-01T15:32:00.000-04:002008-11-01T15:32:00.000-04:00I had such fun reading your post! You write wonder...I had such fun reading your post! You write wonderful vivid details that I could see, smell and taste that Waffle House!<BR/> My worst experience was when I just graduated from college and the only job I could get was in a sewing factory as a seamstress. UGh. What an eye-opening how many women have to make a living. I last three days and finally found something else as I could not go back into that setting again!Terri Tiffanyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07771622379178654235noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710381019162583843.post-55621965175965960712008-10-31T23:34:00.000-04:002008-10-31T23:34:00.000-04:00Your story brought back lots of memories for me. ...Your story brought back lots of memories for me. In my senior year of college, I worked at J.C.Newberry dime store--long before your time. I worked the lunch counter and it was a drag--nothing as exciting as a waffle place! I went from that job to my first post college position, that of a social worker. It was a quite a refreshing switch for me! Thanks for the trip down memory lane. Its good to remember our 'humble' beginnings.a portland grannyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13675027205217905283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710381019162583843.post-15217172142129302972008-10-31T16:53:00.000-04:002008-10-31T16:53:00.000-04:00Oh my the memories your post did resurrect! My fir...Oh my the memories your post did resurrect! My first few jobs were in "food service" also. My mom MADE me do the secretarial training course during high school and I hated it but later I thanked her, when I was able to trade in my waitress apron for a steno pad instead. Waitressing is HARD WORK!<BR/> <BR/>But now the daughter is paying her way through college working as a "server" (guess that's the politically correct term these days) in an upscale restaurant where she makes more in tips in one night than I used to make in a whole week back in the day. And she loves her job since she's a "foodie". They serve sushi and things like New Zealand grass-fed venison in balsamic reduction. Definitely not a "Waffle House" experience :-)Kimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13256552315634307734noreply@blogger.com