Extroversion and Meet and Greet Exhaustion

I guess it's what you're used to

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I can’t believe I ever used to be a server. The idea of waiting tables makes me want to nap. But right out of high school I was a waiter for about a year, and did just fine. Quite often after a dinner shift, I’d go out for pints with my work colleagues. I wasn’t emotionally and physically drained from being nice to a bun…