Jul 10, 2009 22:16
UGH. Some woman called in saying that I shorted her $50 in change, but she somehow didn't notice until she got home. So management freaked out for a bit and quizzed me about the amount her bill was, and what I gave her in change, and was less than thrilled that I couldn't give them exact numbers. Lulz, sorry for not committing the details of every table to my long term memory!
At the last restaurant the manager used to always pull that kind of shit. She'd be like, "There was a table in last Wednesday that didn't like their quesadilla, what was wrong with it?" And then she'd get all annoyed when I'd be like, "Uh, sorry, no clue."
Is it normal to remember that kind of shit? 'cos I pretty much dump everything as soon as the table leaves the building.
So anyway, they just had me cash out right away so they could count through the cash I had to see if it seemed like I had too much, which I didn't, and it was all very awkward and lame. And I have to wonder how that would have gone down if it happened to any of the employees who drag a lot of cash to work -- I bring a $10 bank, 'cos if something happens (god forbid) I don't want to risk losing more than that.
. . .
Other dumbassery: one of my tables handed me a bowl of soup when I walked by, saying that she hadn't ordered it. So I went back and told the manager (who was expoing the food) that he sent it to the wrong table, and he told me that he sent it to the right table and I just forgot to ring it in.
I was so damn tempted to ring it up and turn around to have him TAKE IT BACK OFF because she didn't order it and didn't want it.
Fucking morons.