If you bartended or somethinged in a small kinda family-owned non-chain restaurant, you have got to have some weird stories to tell.

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Almost 30 years ago, working at a 24hr restaurant aside a freeway. Only small towns dotted along. Along with the obvious AM tasks, I was responsible for disposal of used syringes and spoons left in the booth seats from overnight. I was 15.

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