Workin' 9-5
More like 4-11 p.m.! OMG I had to work Father's Day! It was my first time with a 5 table section, too! Before that, I only had 3 table sections. Luckily one of the tables was just a two-top and never got sat, but I still had 4 other tables to worry about. At one point, these two total dikes came in and were complete bitches! GAH! Why would you go out to eat on FATHER'S DAY when neither of you are father's and you know it's going to be insanely busy then bitch at me about why your food's taking so long?! SIRIUSLY! HELLO?!?!?! Do you not see the 100 other people in the restaurant?! After they got their food, they were a little better and wound up leaving me a fairly good tip, but still. I was literally on the verge of tears. Immediately after their bitching, though, this couple was sat at the table next to them and they were such sweethearts. Totally laid-back and I could tell they were in no rush. I did really well that night, but I don't think it was worth it. My feet hurt SO.BAD. that night. I had yesterday off, thank goodness, and I went shopping at Steve and Barry's. Sarah Jessica Parker released a new clothing line exclusively at S&B's, so my mom and I wanted to check it out. Neither of us was really impressed, but I still wound up buying $91 worth of summer clothes. I bought 2 pairs of jeans for work, b/c I had been wearing my favorite pair since they were the darkest I had, but the general manager told me they weren't dark enough. I also bought a cute pair of khaki shorts, two camis, two tank tops, and two other shirts. I have work again tonight. UGH! But I'm off tomorrow, and this girl asked to take my shift Thursday night, so I'm happy to be off the rest of the week. I really hate working there. It's so stressful and just way too fast-paced for my liking. I love working for Jason so much more! I just sit there with my computer, doing easy, though repetitive and time-consuming, work and I get paid so much better. Plus I'm at his house, and Anne-Marie's usually there, so it's just such a better working environment. People aren't asking for tartar sauce or cocktail sauce or more lemons or Sweet-n-Low. The restaurant industry is just not for me. I belong in an office, behind a computer. Period. I'm just not a peole person. I thought I was, and I think I used to be, but not any more. People suck. Especially mean people. Just go suck a fuck, mean people! Seriously! Stop being mean! *Sigh* Alas, no matter how much I want them to be nice, mean people are just mean. And I have to put up with them. They still suck, though. Ok, I'm done ranting. I have to go out my uniform in the dryer now.
El Fin.
El Fin.