Rantings of a pissed off waitress
Ok, to all of you cheap asses out there, LEARN TO TIP. I thought with Christmas coming and it being the time to give I would be making bank this time of year. I was wrong if anything I am actually making less money. Are you aware that as a server I make $2.13 an hour?? If you don't tip me I might just starve to death. My job is not glamorous and I have no intention of being a lifer I am just doing time. But until I get my degree and start getting paid for being the opinionated little bitch I am, I must work like a whore for your money. I will bend over and let you shove your rudeness right up my ass if it means you will give me five dollars. I am a whore, just a food whore. I would also like to tell you that SURPRISE I don't cook your food, so if your steak is not how you ordered it, it's not my fault. I also do not wash the dishes, and can not be held responsible if there is dried egg on your fork. I am just so sick of my job, and you the public who make my life hell while I am there. It takes every ounce of my being not to slice your throat with a butter knife when you call me stupid because some part of your order is messed up. Stupid? Me? Bitch I have a 4.0 in college and you, judging from the dirt under your nails, probably can't spell college. If I wasn't afraid of some insane felony charge I would spit in your food. Also if you are a dirty old man, it is NOT ok for you to flirt with me. My skin crawls and a little bit of vomit creeps up in my throat every time you call me "baby". I am not the one in a depends diaper so calling me baby is just disgusting. People with children: Stay home!! Why do you bring your snot nosed screaming child out in public? If they have no home training then keep them at home and deal with them. And I am so sorry that you find it offensive that I don't coo at your spawn while it plasters it's food into the floor that I know I have to sweep. You should also know that the sugar caddy is NOT a toy. I hate it when you let this little disgusting creature play with it then you have the audacity to leave all the sugar packs out on the table. Then you leave me a dollar, which isn't even enough to have me pick up after your offspring. To all you gay men out there, keep on coming in I love your dual expendable incomes and high tips. Granted I usually have to give you relationship advice, but it is worth the ten dollars you leave me on an eight dollar check. So the moral of this story is, if you don't know how to behave in public stay home, and if you must come out pay me for my trouble. Or I might just someday come to your job sit down at your desk and dump splenda all over your paperwork.
posted by two star general @ 9:14 PM
5 Comments
5 Comments:
I needed that laugh today, Sheila, thank you!!
And just for the record, my heart goes out to all restaurant workers, and I always tip good.
My spleen goes out to you, but not my heart. The last restaurant has my heart locked in the walkin freezer for not wiping a table all the down and refilling the salt.
Thanks for stopping by my blog. I plan on continuing with my reports about work, and the stupid things they do there.
RL
Red Lobster hates it's employees blog
::grins:: I remember coming 'under fire' from a squirrel-faced little man with his family.
Having the guts to be so angry with me over a muffin coupled with his comical appearance was soooo hilarious it took all my self-control not to burst out laughing!!!
"I would also like to tell you that SURPRISE I don't cook your food, so if your steak is not how you ordered it, it's not my fault."
99.9% of the time that is TRUE, BUT, if you printed the ticket incorrectly, it's YOUR FAULT 100%. Think about it, if I ordered medium well and you printed medium rare as well as you may even possibly SEE RED on it so you actually bring it to my table, you have done 2 mistakes. One, printing the ticket incorrectly and Two, NOT being OBSERVANT to the fact that the steak has blood on it, which is NOT medium well, that's definately rare. Also, if you think about it logically, WHY would my steak come out in 10 minutes if I ordered it medium well? It's like DUH, that something could be wrong. Even if you did print the ticket correctly, if the steak was done really quickly and it has blood on it, well sorry, but the SERVER is 100% at fault for taking it to me wrong. Sure, you may have done your first part correctly which was print the ticket, but, you also have to compare the plate of food with what you wrote down as well BEFORE taking it to the customer wrong if you can see blood that is. If you can't, then you wouldn't know if it was cooked wrong in this situation. Think about if someone orders their steak rare. That steak shouldn't take too long as well as when it comes out, it shouldn't be black, but if it is and not red, don't you think it would be smart to tell the cook something doesn't look right BEFORE you bring it wrong to the customer? I am not including food runners in this situation because they can only go by the ticket and if the ticket is wrong, that's on the server. ONLY if a mistake is OBVIOUS can a server or food runner catch it. I know a server wouldn't know if I had a pickle under my bun if I ordered a burger with no pickles. I could tell the difference between a very black steak and one that has red to it. My point is, servers CAN be wrong at times. MOST of the time, they aren't, but servers CAN print tickets wrong. WHY can't you admit that? You act like a server can NEVER control if a steak is cooked right, but a server has the power to make a steak cooked incorrectly if they print the ticket incorrectly. Think about that the cook can only go by the ticket. They don't know you pressed the wrong button. You meant to press medium well, but you pressed medium rare. Think about this, because it's 100% TRUE!
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