The Art of the Up-Sell

For a very brief and slightly dark time in college I waited tables at Bennigan’s. For some reason I had a romantic notice of working there. I think it came from 1980’s Brat Pack movies. I thought it would be uber social, with lots of slow motion laughs around a big Cheer’s-like bar and hot guys curious to know who the cute new waitress was (in her green apron and “flair” buttons? What the heck was I thinking?). Of course my fellow wait staff was mostly college drop outs that got stoned in their cars on breaks and bitter single … Continue reading The Art of the Up-Sell