Since I just submitted my internet class final, online, ironically enough, I officially declare this no longer a college-sanctioned blog (I got a 90 by the way, and I feel very strongly that my A in this class is secure, so thanks again everyone for your support of my musings). Those who know me are aware that I drop the occasional "F-Bomb" when I get excited, but overall my speech is pretty tame when I'm not speaking Spanish and censorship is not what this is about.
I'll also maintain my veil of anonymity. Just because my professor is no longer reading this doesn't mean I can now outwardly lampoon the paying customers of "The Joint." This would be bad for the restaurant business, bad for my bosses (who have allowed this blog to continue by repeatedly granting their permission), and it would be catastrophic for any restaurant if FOX news ever found out that a middle-class college student waiter was poking fun at the ridiculous tendencies of its upper-crust Holdenfeld clientele.
And there you have a prime example of what will change. Though I won't be swearing up and down or calling out Mr. and Mrs. Collingsmere on their closet alcoholism or calculated stinginess, you will identify an influx of my views- some political, some on the sad state of etiquette, on child-rearing- but mostly you will now hear, unabridged, what I really think of some of the @#$%*&#!#@s I have to bend to on a daily basis. Especially if they fail to tip 20%
The symbols are for you Professor Reeder, if you are still reading ; ) I enjoyed your class!
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