Waitressing at The Other may have been the funnest job of my life. That little room transformed every night, depending on who was performing, cooking, dishwashing, waiting tables,and the audience. A nightly surprise. I remember how if Bobby Slaton was on I would try to wait tables furthest from the stage, since he’d always find a way to work the closest waitress into a raunchy bit about what kind of a lay we were. And If Daryl was on, again, the back tables because he’d get so worked up over that Hunter Thompson I-5 routine that he’d spit and sweat all over the front row. All of the waitresses were in love with our bosses; Bob, Steve, Chip, and Richard they were relaxed and adorable! Hope to see many of you on the 25th!