I wait tables and I had the 6 top that was running me into the ground, though they did tip me really well so all's well that ends well. At one point when I went to the table, one of the younger girls was crying because her mom was "making her" write thank you notes to the guest who came to her bridal shower and gave her a gift. Her argument was "when in the world do I have time to write all that?! It's rude of people to expect a thank you!" I was flabbergasted. I thought maybe I was having a work/the knot dream all mixed into one.