02/08/2012
Shift = Lunch ( Need you ask?)
Weather = 79 and HAWT!
Sorry for being late. I was dog tired yesterday.
Wednessday ( Inset Law and Order Jingle here )
I go into work all excited because Im now making spinach smoothies for breakfast like Dr. OZ and Ive been in the gym again regularly. My ass is shaping up to look like a twenty somethings again due to Easy Tones at work, working on my feet, and my new obsession with leg press and squats. Anyhow sorry, that was my vain moment for the day.
I began my day late due to an accident on 98. No, for real, I didnt make that up. I made it to work 10 mins late and started the day with filling Remolaude cups and talking diet and fitness with Brayden. Bradyen is the nicest kid at work and like I said, when Im rich and famous he will be my trainer. The morning speeds into full swing and tables are sat with quickness. I can tell spring is coming because we havent had a slow day in forever. If we could just get rid of these winter special prices I would be making serious bank. Like really the 10.99 specials have GOT to go. If someone actually orders anything over that price point I do a little dance inside. Sad really.
As I was saying we are slowly but surely picking up in business because we now have an expo everyday to prep and tray our food for us. ( So nice ) Yesterday the mean girl who is now nice to me, Lana,, was working the expo line and killing it. My stuff was coming out fast and correct all to the beat of the kitchen music that keeps us all upbeat. As busy at it was I was able to make it back the kitchen to catch all my food coming up as she was traying it with time to make polite small talk with her. I was helping her finish off my tray by adding lemons to all the fish plates when a key moment during the famous Ying Yang Twins song " Get Low" came on and we both stopped, looked at each other and the chefs and everyone broke out the arm movements for " From the Winnndoooowwww to WALL" gestures, had a quick giggle, and then off I went with 8 plates piled high on a tray and being carried outstretched over my head to a table. My.. how far Ive come...
All went with the same beat of the day, Meet, Greet, Drinks, Food, refills, food, more refills, desert, refills, and bill. All my tables were so nice. Many of them go out of there way to tell me how sweet I am, that I did a great job, or that they think Im just the prettiest little thing ever ( this is the ONLY time I love snowbirds) Jason, who was working the section next to me was NOT having the nicest of days.. Jason is a Phi Delt from Mizzou and is just a great guy. Sunny personality and is a ginger but isnt awkward looking like most red headed boys are. He dates a girl that works at The Cage too and looks like a young Ann Margret. They will seriously have some pretty kids someday. Anyway, he kept getting "weeded" and couldnt get out of them. We all offer to help each other when that happens but it takes longer to tell someone what you need help to do with vs you just doing it so we tend to put our head down and go into "beast mode" as I like to call it. I was sort of slowing down so I was trying to watch Jason and just help him as needed with out him having to ask.. What happened next slowed us all down to matrix movements because of shock and disgust.
Jason was in the end section of the resturant that has only one large table that will seat 8 people also known as table 19. He also has three other tables that seat four people at a time and they were all full but luckily finishing up when this happened. The people at 19 had a "posh" look about them. Nicely dressed, ladies had expensive purses, and gentlemen all had the little aligators on their shirts or visors. They look alot like people I hang out with actually. They had a little girl with them that looked to be between 3 and 4 ( which let me say.. SO CUTE, little braided blonde pigtails and was so well behaved.) and a baby that appeared to be between the ages of 6-9 months old. They orderd and ate their meal in normal fashion of course. Jason was calming down from being so busy and was midway walking their check to them when the mother of the infant picked the baby up and proceded to change it on the table in the middle of our resturant. Jasons brisk walk slowed to a shuffle then to a stop and I swear to you everyone watching did the same thing at the same time. Everyones mouth dropped, then noses wrinkled, then brows furrowed, and talk began. There was almost a formal line of the waitstaff watching from the front wait with horrified expressions on our faces. WHO DOES THAT?!! We have proper changing facilites in bathrooms and even if we didnt TAKE YOUR BABY TO THE CAR!!! What the hell is wrong with people?! If I had been eating next to her I would have had an absolute COW. So disgusting. And of course.. they paid their bill, got up, and LEFT THE DIAPER ON THE DAMN TABLE!! Our busser saw this going down and quickly cleaned and then double srayed and wiped the table down but STILL. Nasty , Nasty, Nasty. One can only imagine what their home looks and smells like, Prada be damned.
Jason handled everything with dignity and southern gentleman charm of course but he was so shocked and embarrased that he was quiet the rest of his shift. Poor boy. I dont know what I would have said or done but I emplore all of you out there. If you are sitting in my section, PLEASE PLEASE do not do anything that involves poop or pee, mmmkay? Pretty Please? I dont get paid enough for that.
The day wound down and I didnt make that much but like I said, we are busier so that should change. Happy Hump Day to you all.
