Bitches and Air Conditioning

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Bitches and Air Conditioning

June 28, 2013

I have never served a table of 18 before and I didn't feel like I wanted to start today. Plus today I was hosting so I shouldn't have taken it in the first place.

A server knew she was supposed to come in early for the reservation. But she just happened to be 20 minutes late. Doesn't sound too bad?

Well, while I was setting up for the 18, it went past opening time. There was another reservation of 8 and 6 more tables that walked in. There was only one waitress on at the time.

The manager (who isn't very smart to begin with) had to host for me while I dealt with the 18; getting drinks and shit. One lady asked for an extra glass (without ice of course!) for her plant. Why she had one with her is beyond me, but I won't judge.

So when the server finally came in, she said she could take over. I was about to leave the room when she started talking to me again. She got mad that I did her job for her. She managed to keep all the tips for herself, too.

Moving on.

I was going to seat an older lady and her husband at a small booth for two. There weren't any bigger booths in the room an I couldn't mess up the rotation. That's confusing.

So she sat down. "This is really small. Are there any bigger booths?"

I said, "No, I am very sorry. Would you like this table?"

"No. I want a booth."

I looked around. There was one open, but it was dirty. "I can go clean that one off for you."

The lady looked at it. "It doesn't look dirty."

Well it was. I waned to say, "Bitch, just sit the heck down and move on." But instead, I said, "Would you like me to clean it for you?" I asked again. My voice changed from its sweet tone to my sarcastic one I used when I wanted to smack someone. It had already been a rough morning for me.

She and her husband sat down. "No, this one's fine."

I went back to the host stand and the next thing I knew, they moved to the dirty table.

Let's just say I wasn't too pleased. My rotation got screwed up and it was busy.

To top it all off, the AC was broken. Woo hoo for 100 degree air outside coming in.

That's all for now.

At least my cuñado gave me free pizza.

Keep it classy, kids ;)

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