tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340684.post6397954119392866104..comments2024-03-24T09:36:51.494-04:00Comments on delagar: That Waitress I Had!delagarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18197857250240640822noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340684.post-82811798173484910632007-07-06T13:52:00.000-04:002007-07-06T13:52:00.000-04:00I suppose then that I am an anomaly... I'm not emo...I suppose then that I am an anomaly... I'm not emotionally malnourished, successful for a twenty-two year old, and well, remember childhood as bittersweet.CBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03782575576596337344noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340684.post-3228977748951975582007-07-06T11:21:00.000-04:002007-07-06T11:21:00.000-04:00What is it with this woman and her waitresses? A ...What is it with this woman and her waitresses? A couple of years ago she went on and one about a waitress in Colorado who had moved west to live with her boyfriend. Crouse was horrified that they weren't married and then went on to pull assumptions right out of her ass about what the waitress's life had been like to make her choose such a terrible lifestyle. (s.z. at World 'O Crap did the takedown then.)<BR/><BR/>Sheesh. Crouse is such an idiot. She apparently has something against waitresses, but maybe it's the only human contact she gets these days. This is the same woman who wrote about her angst over sponge vs. string mops (also covered by World o' Crap). She was thrilled when her husband bought her a string mop after she threw a fit about mops...And she considers herself sane.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com