The Shoe is on the Other Foot

So just to get everyone on the same page...I am changing careers!!!

I am getting my teacher's certification & leaving restaurant management ALONE!!!

This decision was for my family. I wasn't getting to spend very much time with them...so I had to make some changes!!

Now the shoe is on the other foot. I get to deal with the guests again...on a more intimate level.

I am a great server. I don't mean to toot my own horn, but TOOT TOOT!!!

I have a more rounded view of what the guests want. With that being said...you can't please everyone...I am aware of that.

Yesterday was my day!

It happened...I got my first guest complaint!!!

We are doing team waiting now, so that means that you don't have SET TABLES. I was working with Markel last night...and we had a system. We would take the tables that we would make the most money on.

EX: His friends came in...$20 BAM...
EX: My friends came in...$20 BAM...
EX: 4 girls...HIM
EX: 3 guys...ME

Get it?

Well three bumpkins boys came in...so guess who's go it was...ME!!!

I walked up to the table and greeted it, "Welcome to ******, My name is"

WATER

"No, actually my name is Jacklyn. And that is Markel...we will be taking care of you today. I already know what you want to drink...what about you guys"

Chubby guy with the scabies on his face, "Dr Pepper"
Skinny guy who looked like his mama beat him, "Sprite"

Impatient Asshole, "You don't have any damn money...you should have just ordered waters. (turns to me) You can bring them all waters."

So I excused myself from the table.

There is a point with some tables that you recognize you aren't going to get a tip. You continue to do your job...because it is your job, but you find ways to...hmmm get your own kicks.

I brought back a water, a Dr.Pepper, and a Sprite. At the point that those other boys are unable to speak for themselves...I will listen to the Asshole.

If I brought three waters...I am the asshole.

And I knew that this ass wasn't going to tip...so I catered to the fat and the thin.

Their drinks were NEVER half full...I was on point!!!

Markel kept the douche's water full...Thanks Boo!!!

I gave them good service. I prebussed, I dropped the checks, and I paid them out promptly.

I walked over to the table to buss it as they left to see the ultimate disrespect...
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!?

Now you see why I ignored this asshole...I am a pretty good read of people.

I have YET to understand why people act this way when I know who they are...THEIR NAME IS ON THE CREDIT CARD SLIP!!!

The other guys left me $6.

That was a good enough tip for the whole table so I would not have even tripped out, except for what happened next...

I see him walking around the out side of the building (WE CAN SEE EACH OTHER>>>CLEARLY)...and pointing with a shit eating smirk on his face.

So I did what any server would do...I started back...minus the smirk.

I watched them get into their truck...and burned him with my eyes.

(I have those looks that make you want to repent)

I also leaned around and looked at his license plate...and acted like I was writing it down...

OK...so I wrote it down...

Why...who even knows...I don't know what to do with it...there is nothing that I care to do with it.

I mean...he is gone from my table...and out of my life...

He is STILL an asshole!!!

And I am still here doing what I came to do...MAKE MONEY!!!

But the shoe was on the other foot...

He tried to fuck with me...with my head...and I got into his...

This is where it gets fun!!!

Loke came over (the manager) and asked me what happened...so I told him...

That ASSHOLE...right there (I pointed at him as he had at me) (we were 15ft apart...through glass and his truck) left me this (showed him the check presenter)...and then pointed and laughed the ENTIRE way to his truck.

At that point the Asshole got out of his truck to come back in.

I just told Loke to "Handle it"

I had a friend that was there eating...I told her that I was going to the back to blow off steam...and that I would see her later.

By her account she walked towards the front door to hear, "I mean, what is she gonna do with my license plate number...she took it down..."

She of course gave him the death stare as she left too...

At this point Loke came to the back and asked me..."Did you take down his license plate number?"

I knew that he wouldn't be able to lie to him with a straight face...and I wasn't going to give that JackAss the satisfaction of thinking he was running something...so I lied, "No, what would I do with that..."

"He swears you did..."

"HE is an ASSHOLE"

So he went back out to deal with him.

He listened to the guy tell him that I rushed him...Blah Blah Blah...

He came back and I told him I did write it down...not sure why...

Maybe to fuck with him...like he did with me!!!

Charles gave me the option of getting in trouble...I declined.

I bet that JERKOFF will think twice about fucking with the next server...

She might be crazy like me...