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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...quite happy about rhyming greasy with Assisi. Happiness is in the details. An indolent man awakes in the morning and thinks, "Wow. A shower with shampoo with aloe in it. Then orange juice not made from concentrate. Seven-grain toast with butter. Jamaican coffee. One Across: A waitress (slang)," and he gets all giddy and happy...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: In Praise Of Laziness | 9/10/2001 | See Source »

...EVERYONE IS A STAR WARS FAN A Panama City, Fla., waitress, Jodee Berry, is suing her employer, Hooters. After winning a contest that offered a Toyota for a prize, she says, she was blindfolded and presented with...a toy Yoda...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Crowded Courts | 8/13/2001 | See Source »

Aside from being a regular at the diner where I’m an overnight waitress and a trainer of top horses who loves his job, Gary is also a bright spot in my morning. He tells interesting stories, doesn’t hit on me, leaves a good tip and even empties his own ashtray. To me—and this could just be the three-job-induced lack of sleep talking here—Gary represents the best of humanity. He’s kind, interesting, helpful and simple in a way that means...

Author: By Lauren R. Dorgan, | Title: POSTCARD FROM WILTON, N.Y.: The Overnight Shift | 7/20/2001 | See Source »

...into Neil Leon Rudenstine a week or so ago. He is a dude from less-than-scenic Danbury, Connecticut whose dad was a prison guard and whose mom, to the best of my knowledge, worked as a waitress her whole life. He, Neil, is also the President of Harvard University, the head of the most prestigious educational institution in the world, and, if the pursuit of knowledge is the most noble of human aspirations (as many sages have suggested) then he has the most significant position on the face of the earth...

Author: By James Y. Stern, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Happy New Year | 6/7/2001 | See Source »

...play called The Kitchen, by Arnold Wesker, again at the Loeb and directed by Peter Frisch. My part was that of a gum-cracking waitress and I chewed wads of Bazooka that I parked on my dressing table mirror when I wasn’t onstage...

Author: By Amy J. Handelsman, SPECIAL TO THE CRIMSON | Title: Life Comes Without a Script | 6/5/2001 | See Source »

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