Working as a waitress, not the best of jobs in any way, less so when you work as a waitress in an out of the way strip mall, in an old style family restaurant, where table cloths are considered extras.
There is an old Friendly’s restaurant in the strip mall near me. From back when Friendly’s made no pretense of being a real restaurant, when a strip mall pretended to be an upscale mall. Back when Friendly’s was nothing but a neighborhood ice cream shop, with tables as old as the strip mall, and a wait staff older still.
And the wait staff there is old, old enough to not still be working, old enough for me to expect they are only supplementing their social security incomes. Yet by the look of them, they never had much in the way of income.