Feb 19, 2006 23:18
This weekend was a great one work wise. Saturday night I made close to 90 dollars between five and nine, considering after nine I had zero tables. So 90 dollars in a four hour period was pretty bombass. Then today even though I worked a long ass shift, you know those wonderful 12-8 shifts, yea one of those, well I made 97 dollars tonight. I was pumped. It was a long day and a bad day and I wanted to just go home. Mostly a bad day because of this main reason. Shitty ass tips.
One of my co-workers came in with a group of people. I offered to take them in my section because the other two girls were really busy, but so was I, and I still took the table instead of being like "ok I can't I'm too busy, someone else needs to". Well before the discount their check was 55 dollars. After her discount it was 45. When I took them their check, they paid in all cash and told me to just keep the change. Yea well the change was three dollars and some odd change. Ok it was a 45 dollar check. They tipped me THREE FUCKING DOLLARS. Are you joking? I was so upset. Granted, I don't think that I did a bad job taking care of them. So how is it that in her mind three dollars is anything good. When I go in there with my friends I remember numerous times where I have tipped the server who was taking care of me the difference of what the check would be before my discount. Shannon and I had left some of the girls 7 dollar tips on a 6 dollar check. I just think it is a bit ridiculous considering she is a server also and gets paid at the same rate as me. Well, some of the other girls who I was working with this afternoon are very pissed at the entire situation. I mean very pissed. I was just upset and thinking in my mind "did I do a bad job?" 'Did I deserve getting three dollars?" and just upset. I'm just shocked. Well when I spoke to someone about the situation they explained that her sales are never really that high and that she might think three dollars on a 45 dollar check is acceptable. On checks that high I'm used to getting anything from 8-10 dollars. So I was just really shocked. So I was already upset about that whole thing and then just other people around me were like "I'm so pissed" blah blah blah... we are going to give her a piece of my mind... blah blah blah. I on the other hand am just like whatver it's not a big deal. It's fine.
This is what pushed me over the edge.
There was this punk ass couple who came in. Since I was the only server on the floor at this point of time, I had to take them, otherwise I wouldn't have. It's really true, servers judge whether you are going to tip as soon as they walk up to the table. Well, I knew I wasn't going to get shit from them. I was already upset about the whole co- worker thing but then I get this. This couple ended up spending up I believe the check was 27 something. Whatever. This is after watching them feed each other CHEESE STICKS when I walked up to the table. Gag. So when everything was said and done and I gave them their check, they handed me the credit card and I cashed them out. When they left, I cleared the table cleaned it off then went back to get my book (because I never take a book off a table until it's clean, gives me motivation to actually clean it off). I grabbed it thinking nothing of it and went back behind the counter to claim the tip, since it was a credit card. Well apparently they gave me a cash tip. Guess how much it was.....
Wait for it.....
ONE FUCKING DOLLAR.
Again are you joking? I paid so much attention to that fucking table. I had three. I got 6 dollars each from the other two. Hell, I got a 10 dollar tip in the middle of dinner rush last night on a 24 dollar check. What the hell. But ya know what I kind of knew that they weren't going to tip when they sat down and said two words to me. So whatever, it's fine. BUT.... that was my breaking point for the evening. I just wanted to leave and go home and relax for the night.
Otherwise, this weekend was fun. I got to spend last night with Michael and had a good time laying around with him and just being lazy. He gave me a great back rub. It felt wonderful and because I was just so tired from work it was even more relaxing. I think the amount of "alone" time we get together is fun, even though it is like maybe two days a week at most, is great. We enjoy each others company. It is fun. It is nice. It feels right. So I'm glad things are going to way they are.
I have just come to realize how much people really do twist what reality is and what it isn't. I had heard something from somewhere about someone had made the "right choice" and well I wonder what he/she had told other people. I mean if it's the situation I am pretty sure it is. There was no "right choice" that was being maade. But more so someone trying to just be a nice person. Apparently, there is a "right choice" in that one. I kind of thought about things and I have talked to him/her a few times in the past week. I believe he/she is a wonderful person but I do believe his/her sense of reality is a bit skewed. Interestingly enough I am just amazed of how off people can really be and that is my main concern. When a conversation about something stupid can be swayed to something that it isn't, is just unreal to me. I don't get it. I never have came across people who were this way until I started college. It's just indescribable to me. Annoying but whatever.
Well, I think that I am finished for the night. Kind of getting tired and still need to study for an exam tomorrow. Wish me luck.