Some people exist to make my life hell...
I'm exhausted. Completely and utterly wrecked. At the moment I'm working three jobs and since Tuesday I've been working double shifts. Yesterday I worked from 6am at the factory, and while that work is not hard it is incredibly boring. I finished there at 4:30 yesterday, had a shower to wash the stench of abalone guts off me and had to start work at the Tide at 5.
And then I had some lovely people guests but I had one table of absolute pricks. Apparently the lady was Gluten Free and didn't specify when she ordered that there as to be no gluten in her meal. Anyway, her meal came out and there was wheat in it. I managed to organise a swap for the gluten free version of her meal to be made at no charge. So the Chef comes out and has a go at me in the bar in front of all the customers whining that I went over his head by calling my boss to clarify the situation re the charge for the replacement meal. Apparently he 'runs the kitchen and it's his decision.'
And then, when the meal comes out it comes without sesame seeds and she cracks it. Long story short she has a go at me about the whole thing. And being completely exhausted I end up in tears in the bathroom and while I'm tryna calm down I can hear the dickhead chef on the phone out the back bitching about me. Absolute asshole. I calmed down eventually, for a few minutes but ended up out the back bawling my eyes out, and who should come out to check on me, you guessed it, the Chef with his 'I can stand to see girls crying,' and he hugs me. At this point I'm too exhausted to care, and he's tryna be all nice and act like he hasn't been the biggest prick in the world. Then after he leaves, the cook comes out and she pegs that I'm pissed off with him also and talks to me for a while.
Eventually I get to go home early because the boss came down and he was gonna talk to the Chef, so I guess I'll see how things go tonight, if not I won't be responsible for my actions...
And then I had some lovely people guests but I had one table of absolute pricks. Apparently the lady was Gluten Free and didn't specify when she ordered that there as to be no gluten in her meal. Anyway, her meal came out and there was wheat in it. I managed to organise a swap for the gluten free version of her meal to be made at no charge. So the Chef comes out and has a go at me in the bar in front of all the customers whining that I went over his head by calling my boss to clarify the situation re the charge for the replacement meal. Apparently he 'runs the kitchen and it's his decision.'
And then, when the meal comes out it comes without sesame seeds and she cracks it. Long story short she has a go at me about the whole thing. And being completely exhausted I end up in tears in the bathroom and while I'm tryna calm down I can hear the dickhead chef on the phone out the back bitching about me. Absolute asshole. I calmed down eventually, for a few minutes but ended up out the back bawling my eyes out, and who should come out to check on me, you guessed it, the Chef with his 'I can stand to see girls crying,' and he hugs me. At this point I'm too exhausted to care, and he's tryna be all nice and act like he hasn't been the biggest prick in the world. Then after he leaves, the cook comes out and she pegs that I'm pissed off with him also and talks to me for a while.
Eventually I get to go home early because the boss came down and he was gonna talk to the Chef, so I guess I'll see how things go tonight, if not I won't be responsible for my actions...