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"Table number 14!" "Yes, coming!" I took the hard liquor orders and served it on table 14. There were too many customers tonight. Others are busy dancing on the dance floor. "Here are your orders, Sir." I put their orders on their table. Someone whistled and looked at my legs. "Wow, nice legs." I just smiled and left, ignoring them. It's been a week since I started working here at D'Zane. It makes me very tired but I can handle it. I have also encountered rude male customers several times but our bouncers immediately responded. "Are you being abused again?" Kel asked me, one of the bartenders. I shook my head, "Let them. The important thing is that they don't touch me." The waitresses' skirts are not short but I don't know why I'm still getting rude comments from men. I guess it

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