A beautiful story with a cookie at the end!
Originally posted on 17 and Baking:
I never thought I was the kind of person who would be fired.
I’d been waitressing since my freshman year. The restaurant hired me my first month in Boston, even though I’d never taken an order or carried more than two plates across a room. I think what ultimately sold them was my interview–I walked in with a firm handshake and no doubt I’d find a job, so I did.