The spirit of the uniform

It's my 6th day in a row and there is an unidentifiable substance on my apron that I just don't have time to wash, I put on my low cut black shirt and short skirt and finally the sassy fishnet tights and 2 inch non-skide-sqe heals that uniform I wear to work each day. Apparently this look is a refreshing contrast for our guests err half our guests to what the male waiters wear and I wish I could say they wear a banana hammock and a little bow tie. But how I envy the male waiters in their standard black pants, white oxford shirt and black tie. See I'm serving steaks here, not providing lap dances and peep shows. For anyone who has ever been a server in any kind of restaurant knows the slippery back of the house conditions and that extremely fast paced, sense of urgency necessary to ensure and provide the guest with everything they need for our 20% pay off. This uniform, it adds another element... an entire new dimension to the job!