Shit shit shit, My life has turned to shit!
So two weeks ago my roommate and I go shopping, we stop at a pizza place for food and end up picking up applications. We get both our first and second interview that same day and they say they'll call us later. She lost her job recently and I'm still at potterybarn so when I got called but she didn't I was both surprised and felt kinda bad. Well first off she hasn't really been talking to me so I don't feel bad anymore but secondly I've been trying to fit this job in with Potterybarn and going to school full time. Thus begins my story...
I started training at said pizza place and it involves an orientation, five classes on the menu and other restaraunt stuff and five shadow shifts (follow someone and see how it's done) then after your "final exam" you get what they call a "Go for it" day. This is when you take your own tables.
Problem #1: when shadowing and "go for it" day you have to use your trainers card to get into the computer. this means tonight I spent most of my time trying to find my trainer and then trying to get everything done in a timely manner.
Problem #2: Despite the fact that I have 5 years of serving experience and some of my trainers have had as little as two monthes, if you're training they think you're stupid. Tonight I got fucked over by expo twice...once on a table that had already said to me that they were unhappy and disappointed. So when their food came up and I grabbed it and the expo wench pulls it out of my hand even though she put my ticket on there I was livid...then she makes me take my pizza to someone else section and says mine will be up in a minute....SURE!
Problem #3: I asked them at the beginning of my shift if I could just take my final and not shadow someone because today was my 6th double in ten days. The answer was no, so after the drama I am near tears and my trainer says "just go home," so I clock out and don't turn around when I hear someone call my name.
I sat around waiting for half an hour for the first two interviews, I wasted 45 minutes for my third interview...I got over it. I've spent every night studying for my menu tests...and I got over it. I missed classes because they needed us to get through the training...I got over it. I requested off at PB to do stuff for CPK(aforementioned pizza place)...I got over it. I'm exhausted and hungry and I came there with skills and I'll leave with skills and I know I can be an amazing server, but when I get dicked around repeatedly by a company I cannot just brush it off.
And on another note...I still can't find anyone willing to care about me romantically.
I started training at said pizza place and it involves an orientation, five classes on the menu and other restaraunt stuff and five shadow shifts (follow someone and see how it's done) then after your "final exam" you get what they call a "Go for it" day. This is when you take your own tables.
Problem #1: when shadowing and "go for it" day you have to use your trainers card to get into the computer. this means tonight I spent most of my time trying to find my trainer and then trying to get everything done in a timely manner.
Problem #2: Despite the fact that I have 5 years of serving experience and some of my trainers have had as little as two monthes, if you're training they think you're stupid. Tonight I got fucked over by expo twice...once on a table that had already said to me that they were unhappy and disappointed. So when their food came up and I grabbed it and the expo wench pulls it out of my hand even though she put my ticket on there I was livid...then she makes me take my pizza to someone else section and says mine will be up in a minute....SURE!
Problem #3: I asked them at the beginning of my shift if I could just take my final and not shadow someone because today was my 6th double in ten days. The answer was no, so after the drama I am near tears and my trainer says "just go home," so I clock out and don't turn around when I hear someone call my name.
I sat around waiting for half an hour for the first two interviews, I wasted 45 minutes for my third interview...I got over it. I've spent every night studying for my menu tests...and I got over it. I missed classes because they needed us to get through the training...I got over it. I requested off at PB to do stuff for CPK(aforementioned pizza place)...I got over it. I'm exhausted and hungry and I came there with skills and I'll leave with skills and I know I can be an amazing server, but when I get dicked around repeatedly by a company I cannot just brush it off.
And on another note...I still can't find anyone willing to care about me romantically.