Apr 18, 2008 03:46
So. yeah.
I was working out by the airport and the job sucked.
Now I work at a bar/grill on 20th and alberta.
it's ok. I'm the house bitch, basically.
I do a lot of the server's work just becuase htey're lazy, or they're gone.
I'm not getting many hours.
We get totally screwed on tips in the kitchen.
Like tonight. The bartender(there was no server)made $200 in tips. THe majority of the shit was food as well as drinks.. SHe gave the kitchen $10.
I'm cleaning the tables and shit, as well as all the dishes. THe cook is cooking everything. We get 5%.
Same w/ the servers. We're busting our ass more than them. Everytime I glance out in the front they're sitting or just talking to the bartender. Yet, we get fucked.
The other night one of hte servers remarked, "I need to make $500 a week in tips".
WHy the fuck should you make $500 in tips? I won't even make $500 w/ tips and my paycheck in 2 weeks.
I know they're getting paid the same if not more hourly.
I'm hardly ever tipping servers again. I will walk to the kitchen and hand my tip money to the cooks or the busser.
So there is that frustration.
Charlotte and I started dating again.
The first couple weeks were good. Last weekend she ditched on me 3 times when we had plans.
Some how my being upset about this is unreasonable to her and so she's basically ignored me all week and made up excuses for not talking to me or hanging out.
awesome.
Story of my fucking life.
Even when things are supposed to be ok they still fucking suck.