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I took the last table last night. A family of 6, 2 adults, 4 kids, that came in at 9:25pm just before we were to close. I figured that since I didn't have to go in today and everyone else was done, I'd just take it. It added $10 to my pocket.
Once they got their food, I did something I never do til I'm completely done....I sat down. I was sitting at a corner table in the bar, just waiting for the people to eat, and I was watching Teresa and Jen. There was nobody else in the bar, and only my table in the restaurant. A friend of theirs came in and invited the guys in the kitchen to a NYE party. It was quiet, dark, and cold outside. We were all pretty relieved because the boss had left.
She was on the warpath all night. It hasn't been very busy, like it usually is this time of year, and I think she's panicking. Monday night was busy, and she wasn't in nearly as bad a mood. I really understand her pain, especially when I look around the restaurant and see two dishwashers, three cooks, two bartenders, a host and four waitresses, not to mention the prep cook. That's alot of people to pay. One of the things I like about my store is that I can run it alone if I have to.
But..as I sat there in the bar, watching Teresa learn the ropes, I had such a sense of us being so small in such a big world. There are hundreds, thousands of places, bars, restaurants, people making a living all over. We're so isolated out here..so dependent on tourism, on discretionary income. Sure people have to eat, but they don't have to come all the way here to eat.
My overhead is pretty managable here in the store, and I have lots of faith that I'll survive the downturn...I do so much here..if the gifties don't sell, the shipping, the yarn, and the computers will carry me through.
I'm sure glad I don't own a restaurant...
Once they got their food, I did something I never do til I'm completely done....I sat down. I was sitting at a corner table in the bar, just waiting for the people to eat, and I was watching Teresa and Jen. There was nobody else in the bar, and only my table in the restaurant. A friend of theirs came in and invited the guys in the kitchen to a NYE party. It was quiet, dark, and cold outside. We were all pretty relieved because the boss had left.
She was on the warpath all night. It hasn't been very busy, like it usually is this time of year, and I think she's panicking. Monday night was busy, and she wasn't in nearly as bad a mood. I really understand her pain, especially when I look around the restaurant and see two dishwashers, three cooks, two bartenders, a host and four waitresses, not to mention the prep cook. That's alot of people to pay. One of the things I like about my store is that I can run it alone if I have to.
But..as I sat there in the bar, watching Teresa learn the ropes, I had such a sense of us being so small in such a big world. There are hundreds, thousands of places, bars, restaurants, people making a living all over. We're so isolated out here..so dependent on tourism, on discretionary income. Sure people have to eat, but they don't have to come all the way here to eat.
My overhead is pretty managable here in the store, and I have lots of faith that I'll survive the downturn...I do so much here..if the gifties don't sell, the shipping, the yarn, and the computers will carry me through.
I'm sure glad I don't own a restaurant...