I used to work at a restaurant at Logan Airport (1979 to 1980) when I was just a 17-year-old kid and just a few years ago, I went there to eat. This was over 20 years since I worked there. The waitress that served us was the same one I worked with all those years ago! She even remembered me (though I had to tell her who I was first). Turned out that one of the cooks I used to work with was still there too but he was off that day.
Being former Waffle House waitresses, I bet we could amuse this crowd with some stories :-)
I worked the night shift, and the other waitress and I split the place in half and cooked our own orders. You know in the article where it ways "Two percent of all eggs produced in the United States for food service end up on Waffle House plates?" Not true, although they may have briefly resided in the large wire basket above the grill.
I had never short-order cooked before, so over the course of a few nights, I must have gone through 5 dozen eggs learning how to flip them in that little round pan.
I eventually got pretty good. I can still do it with the right pan.
[More notes from a former WH waitress]
When I started working there, I didn't drink coffee (once I was active duty AF, this changed!!) So, I didn't understand how important coffee-drinking was, and all the expectations of a diner waitress. My trainer kept scolding me for not taking the coffee pot around, but I remember thinking "..but they're not done with coffee I poured for them 15 minutes ago!"