Employee Benefits: The 'ol 50%-off

It was my night-off. I was hungry. I fought through the tumultuous crowds of Times Square to my "safe-place": THE RESTAURANT.

Ordered food. Enjoyed margarita. Laughed at my fellow co-workers, stuck serving on a Friday night. Same fellow co-workers responded by asking me questions, like why I chose to spend my Friday night eating at work. I told them to go back to work. Mean smiles came next. This made my margarita taste better [stronger].

Time to pay the bill. As a restaurant employee, I get 50%-off my dine-in check, excluding alcohol; because I am poor, I happily oblige and indulge in this glutinous perk.

I then spent the remainder of my Friday night nowhere NEAR Times Square. Does it matter where? No.. it's my day-off.

Sorry, I can't refill your third Dr.Pepper... I'm off the clock.