I was looking for some light reading this weekend, and Ginsberg's memoir about twenty years of waitressing fit the bill. It is full of humorous personal anecdotes, and for that reason alone it's worth reading or at least skimming. But overall, Waiting fell flat for me because the memoir aspect is overdone. While I was interested in her work, I didn't really want to hear so many details of her personal life outside of work. I didn't care to read about her boyfriends or her son; every time she detoured into those topics, I found myself anxiously waiting for the book to become interesting again. Finally, a late chapter reviewing waitress movies is an utter waste of time, as if Ginsberg had pages to fill but no more funny stories to tell.
I suppose I would recommend this book to anyone who wants to read amusing tales about waitressing. I'd also recommend skimming the parts about Ginsberg's personal life. The chapter about restaurant hanky-panky is the last one worth reading, so skip the end. Buy it cheap or check it out from the library; it's not something you'll read again and again.