I was working in a restaurant when I first moved to Colorado and having waitressed for six years prior I managed to impress the managers and assimilate fairly quickly. On a Saturday night my third week there, I arrived at work to find that I'd been given the best section. Whee!
This was wonderful for me, because I'd finally found myself an apartment and needed some moolah. The restaurant filled up fairly quickly, and I was busy, well, waitressing. Which is fucking hard work people. Tip your servers.
Anyway, I happened to be cruising by the hostess stand where some of the employees who'd been there longer than me were whining to the server manager. This is what I heard:
Them: But why does she get that section!
Server Manager: Because she's good. Now get back to work.
Them: But, she's only been here for three weeks. WAAAAAAAH! Why'd you give her the best section.
Not having time to stand around listening, because I was fucking busy working, I picked up a serving tray, careened by the hostess stand and said, "Because I suck a mean dick."
The server manager was left stuttering, "No, but, no," and my whiney coworkers were speechless. I cackled evilly all the way to the kitchen to pick up some ketcup for table 11 and salads for table 12.
Heh. We all became fast friends after that. I guess a good sense of humah overrides the pissing match that is working in a restaurant.
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
Not Just Your Average Brown-Noser
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I found that was definitely the truth when I was waiting tables too. My smart ass and take no prisoners bitchiness was, for a change, an asset. I KNEW it would pay off eventually.
You got my vote!
no better way to make friends than to shock the hell out of them, lol
ah, that's funny.
A 30 year restaurant worker, I can totally relate to the bitching but especially relate to the closeness that evolves. Funny, funny business.
Peace...............
TJ- Why thank you! Was it the tiara I'm wearing that gave it away? ;-)
PaintingChef- Isn't that the awesome thing about working in restaurants?
MoodyMom- I hope it came across as funny as it was when it happened!
Cassiopeia- I went to vote for you, but you'd already won!
Storm- Exactly. In addition, it avoided any of that, "Oh shit, we got caught talking about her!"
BlogHo- Yes, yes it was. :-)
Helen- I can't tell you how much I love the comeraderie (dammit, I need spell checker in my comments, 'cause I know that word is spelled wrong, but I'm too lazy to look it up!) that restaurant employees have. I miss that.
dude, you think the pissing match is bad at a restaurant try doing a 20 day trip with 8 other flight attendants spending 12 hours at a clip gossiping stuck inside of a huge tin can hurtling through the air at 550 mph 40,000 feet above the ocean. See the fur fly...
Erika- That frightens me! Heh. Mostly because I'm afraid of flying as is. I do it often, but no me likey...
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