I hate waiting tables. I just cant describe the irritation; it is like having adult children bug you every three seconds just because they can. I hate going out to eat because I hate waiters as much as I hate being waited on. Do you see the conundrum? Catch 22. So, I am all in favor of bringing back cafeteria style eateries. If you want something, get it your damn self. I hate that Im using my IQ to remember an order and walk a plate to a table.
I also hate when people ask me why I moved to New Orleans when I wait on them. Obviously I have no Cajun accent, so therefore I am subjected to that question frequently. I consider editing my statements to include on of the following canned responses:
1. Does my answer affect how you will tip me?
2. I moved here from Pennsylvania just to wait on you.
3. I moved here to study voodoo and the occult. Do you want more special pepper on you salad?
4. Why on earth do you ask me why I moved, why are you here, why should I care about your life and you about mine just tip me the 15% if I did an alright job and the 20% if I was excellent. which I still wish I got an hourly wage just so I wouldnt have to rely on the kindness of strangers to make money. The restaurant should pay their staff more than $2.13 an hour, hell include the servers wage in the price of a meal then I wouldnt have to wonder if I was worth anything to some yutz off the street.
Dont get me wrong, there are quite a few people out there not worth the 15% but, I hate having to let someone decide that. Sigh. Did I ever tell yall how much I really hate my job. (see above rant).
I also hate when people ask me why I moved to New Orleans when I wait on them. Obviously I have no Cajun accent, so therefore I am subjected to that question frequently. I consider editing my statements to include on of the following canned responses:
1. Does my answer affect how you will tip me?
2. I moved here from Pennsylvania just to wait on you.
3. I moved here to study voodoo and the occult. Do you want more special pepper on you salad?
4. Why on earth do you ask me why I moved, why are you here, why should I care about your life and you about mine just tip me the 15% if I did an alright job and the 20% if I was excellent. which I still wish I got an hourly wage just so I wouldnt have to rely on the kindness of strangers to make money. The restaurant should pay their staff more than $2.13 an hour, hell include the servers wage in the price of a meal then I wouldnt have to wonder if I was worth anything to some yutz off the street.
Dont get me wrong, there are quite a few people out there not worth the 15% but, I hate having to let someone decide that. Sigh. Did I ever tell yall how much I really hate my job. (see above rant).
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