Aug 01, 2004 00:26
Today was dumb. I went to work and arrived at 4:40, twenty minutes early. I am always early. I went through the same routine that I always do everyday I work.
-I clock in as I walk in the door
-I get a small cup of water in the back and drink it.
-I immediately go to work, learning the floor chart and what servers are on and who will be coming in when.
Everyone else did what they always do.
-Come in thirty minutes early and clock in.
-Dick around or eat until three minutes before their shift starts.
-Go to the To Go station and talk with the other servers until the host (me) comes and informes them that one of their tables has been sat.
This annoyes the shit out of me. When I come in the resturaunt, I come to work and do my job. I start working even before I start getting paid. They, on the other , will not take a table until the exact moment when their shift begins. Especially Christine. She's a BITCH.
Anyway, today I saw one of the drunkenest men you ever did see. He was sitting at a table when I walked in at five, but Brandon told me that he had been sitting there when Brandon got on at four. This man sat their with his girlfriend until 7:30. We can only guess he's been there for four hours or more. When he finally decides to leave, he is so drunk that he can't even stand, much less walk. Someone should have cut this guy off, but no one did. He tried to walk, but fell into someone elses table. Derek, Daniel and I had to walk this guy out to his truck. "Walk," by the way, is a nice way of putting it. He really didn't help much at all. He was so tanked that we had to tell him which leg to use as we "helped" him down the stairs outside of the resturaunt. It was disturbing, to say the least.
I was a bussing machine today. I am the fastest busser in the resturaunt, or at least I think. I know I'm faster than any of the servers and hosts, but Brandon told me that Chris is faster than I am. That wouldn't suprise me too much, considering I've been working there only for a month and a half and he's been their for years. Oh well. I've got the potential, talent and drive, and one day I will have the experience and skills. My nickname is the same as NFL running back Jerome Bettis' is: "The Bus." Oh yeah, I am The Bus.
Finally, Wes and Bittny are going to have a talk with Paul tonight. I suggested that Paul stay out of it, that it's none of his business. I told him that if they try to drag him into their puddle of liquid shit that he should tell them to fuck themselves. Wes was apparently scared as shit when he found out that Flowers knew that he fucked Bittny. He should be, because Flowers should hire a massive black dude with a fifteen inch penis named Sirus to rape him in the asshole for what he did. Bittny would come to her senses if someone told her that she would get a reputation for being easy if she kept up what she was doing. That would scare her out of sleeping with guys that have just broken up with their girlfriends. Especially Wes. Any girl needs to be afraid of doing the do with Wes. There will alwasys be some kind of string attatched. I'm pretty liberal when it comes to sexual behaviour, but not when you're hurting people like Wes and Bittny are. That's just fucked up.