Dealing with people.......

Dealing with people can be difficult at times….especially on those days when shit seems to come at you from all directions.

I got to work at 2:00 p.m. yesterday…the first person I saw said, “Welcome to hell.” Not a good sign. The next person I saw said “Welcome to hell.” Uh-oh.
There were four banquets going on, the dining room was crowded (due to a ridiculous new coupon offer) and there was not enough staff to cover it all. One server got pulled off a banquet to help in the dining room. There’s an automatic pay cut for her. She asked me to help her with a table of 7 men, who were sitting in the lounge. Their wives were at one of the showers downstairs. They were complaining about anything they could think of to complain about. Par for the course, so we power through it. HOWEVER! When you start making snide comments about my fellow server, to her face, well guys, (notice I did not use the term “gentlemen”) you’ve crossed the line, and are showing the world your lack of class.

Two other guys, sitting at the bar, same reason, wives at shower downstairs…..run up a $104.00 tab….treat themselves to expensive tequila, blah blah blah…..and leave ZERO tip, again, you’re just a couple of classless bastards.

At a table: “I’m sorry ma’am, but we’re out of ribeye steaks.” Now I’ve gotta listen to the “Life as we know it will cease to exist because I can’t have my own way” speech. Trust me, this lady was not suffering from malnutrition.

Then I find out that the boss decides to cut me from one of my weekend bartending shifts. (That’s income that cannot be replaced by any other shift) He and I and the other bartender had worked out a plan on how we would divide up the shifts. We made a deal. The man can’t seem to keep his word on anything. I’m not the first one to get stabbed in the back in this manner.

It’s now 4:00 p.m. Only four more hours to “smile” through.

For all you nice decent people who came in, I’m grateful. For all the rest of you who seem to think we should bend over and have a colonoscopy on your behalf……screw you. If the situation were reversed, you’d be throwing out the Golden Rule at everyone, and probably be appalled at the way you were treated.