"I love you, Mama!"

When I first started this gig, a lot of the young girls would call me "Mama" and I was offended. Did I really look that old, I would think to myself. I don't feel like anyone's mother - don't have children; don't want children. Don't get me wrong. I love children, when they're behaved and being quiet. I guess I am old; I don't tolerate noisy kids very well. Love my nieces and my nepher to pieces, but I'm glad at the end of the day, they go home with Papa.

Boy, I get off-track easily. What I found out is that "Mama" is actually an endearment, since they don't know my name, but I'm there to take care of them. So, now I think that's sweet. Makes me feel nice.

Had a couple young ladies in the closet Saturday night, gushing how much they loved me, how nice and how sweet I was (boy, I've got them fooled, huh?). It had been a pleasant evening; not too busy, but tips were ok - not great, but ok. I've had worse evenings. But this one girl kept going on, til I told her to be careful; I just might think she's got a crush on me. She laughed and said "oh, don't worry - it's only until I'm sober! Besides, ewww - you're a girl!"

LOL She was so young. If she only knew...