The nice thing about being a server....
your income is not tied down to the confines of an hourly wage....the harder you work...or
the more tables you get...the more money you make....if it's a busy night, you're all
set...if it's a busy night and you work with people who tend to get a little
flustered...then it's even better...
Ya gotta love it when the manager tells yo to pick up another table because someone else
is in the weeds....or in non-restaurant talk...overwhelmed...
If you're a seasoned server...no one can get you flustered...and some nights that's
tough...but if you can keep your "ass hole radar" running at full steam....then you're a
leg up on the rest....and if you're a well seasoned server...you've got a better line of
bull shit so said ass holes don't get out of line in the first place.....
So you've got a full section, plus the table the manager just gave you...and now one of
your fellow servers pulls you aside, and out of desperation asks you pick up one of their
tables...because they can't keep up...cool....two extra tables...and then the other
manager on the floor asks you to pick up one more table...even more cool....
See...since you got each one of the three extra tables from three different people...no
one really knows how many tables you have...(including the managers....so you smile to
yourself...ya got a fast song going through your head (I've always favored "I Wanna Rock
and Roll All Night" by Kiss) and you power through, knowing it can only last a little
while....sometimes it's good to be old and experienced....besides making more money, (and no, that's not
greedy, we all have bills to pay) just liken this to doing a good deed...the manager thinks you did him a
favor...(although we don't care what they think)....and the server knows you did them a favor...all's fair.....
Sunday, June 20, 2010
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