Recap.
I worked a double today, while serving in the morning and expediting at dinner. Lunch was horrific. I had this extremely asshole table. Two mexicans, a guy and his girlfriend/wife and their lovechild. Cute little kid at least. They brought MCdonaldsfor the kid and he asked that was illegal in the restaurant and I told him not to my knowledge and I certainly did not care. Well as typical ethnic tables do they order something slightly expensive. No waters and lemons with bread for these average ethnic table. He ordered a meal deal and that does not happen much in the world of Angus with their coupon toting customers. Because the meal deals are around 12.99 and you can not use the freakin 6.75 coupon. Anyways to the asshole part. Up until the end I had no trouble with them.

I got their drinks out and salads out promptly and everything went ok. I had dropped off the check and had been by SEVERAL times, they still had not paid. I was back in the kitchen dressing another table's food. Phil got me because the guy was standing there at looking for me. Like he had been waiting forever for me to come by and pick up their bill. People have this mentallity, once the bill is on their table they will take their time and pay when they feel like it, usually a LONG time after you placed the bill there. Okay fine, you do not want to be rushed, whatever. But once they freaking put money or a card in that thing they think it's your top priority and you should be there in a flash to pick the fucker up. I am sorry, fuck of all you people who do this. I wait forever and go by the table a million times and you have not paid but once you are ready I am supposed to drop everything and run over to you. Ugh.

So he tells me he needs change for his $50. He FOLLOWS me to the bar where
I am getting change. He sits at the table behind me. Once I have the money and
I am counting it, he fucking STANDS BEHIND me. This is a huge petpeve, I can not
stand people over my shoulder while I am doing something. It makes me nervous
and makes it hard to my job and how fucking RUDE. So I had him the book with
the receipt, his change and smile yadda yadda. He asks about how much money there is and he opens it and says never mind I'll leave your tip in here. I walked over to the table a minute later, and the son of a bitch left me $.08 in the fucking book. Off of $30. something. You son of
a bitch! Die and rot in hell!

Okay today...Fun stuff. My last table of the day...man these last tables are really starting to piss me off! It was a fat ugly lady with her husband and of course a coupon, two waters with lemon. They were just kind of short, to the point in a rude sort of way. She asked me to bring her a box and I informed her of our new policy to box food for customers. "I don't really like that." "I'm sorry, but it's our policy and I agree it's pretty stupid." Whatever. I took it back and boxed for the hag, I even got her a new thing of Au Jus for her god damn sandwich. I told her so when I brought it back out. I had left the bill on the table FOREVER ago, they had looked finished but STILL had not yet paid! I was in the back getting my paycheck when somebody grabbed me and told me table two was looking for me. Like I had been gone for 5 mins. I was seriously gone for like 2 or 3 fucking minutes since I had last checked the table. "Oh good there you are. Here you go." The standing ogre hands me the book with her card in it, I run the god for saken card, bring it back. Leave for awhile and come back. On her $17.00 ticket, nada. Fuck you too bitch and happy Mexican Mother's Day. Lol. For reals. Today was allegedly Mexican Mother's Day, I have never even heard of it!


Later on Grady asks to talk to me, which is NEVER good. He told me I was not in trouble I had done everything right. He informed me that lady had complained to him about having her food boxed and how she didn't like it because you never know what's going on back there. Okay bitch, who do you think brought your food out to you? If I was going to do anything to your food, or the cooks...we already had our fucking chance. So he told me if the asked to box it themselves to just let them. Ok, I was not aware of that. I had just done it because she did not seem too bothered by it and I didn't want to get in trouble. Wow, it sure did work huh?!

Apparently the district Manager Scott had called Grady the GM to come in today, his normal day off because we were going to be busy. Yeah fucking right. We were not BUSY at all thank-you very much. Stupid ass. All because it was Mexican Mother's Day. So people were asking our Hispanic kitchen staff if that was true and none of them had heard of such a holiday! Lol. Sounds like an American PC holiday to me. Or some BS they made up to get Grady's ass in the store. I would of told him fuck off. Hehe I wish.

My first day of serving on my own I had a three table station (all lunch stations are supposed to be 5 tables) but since it was first day I didn't complain aloud too much. It was incredibly dead. I hate 4 tables all day. My last table was a husband, wife and their 5 kids. It was the little girls b-day and I brought her brownie, ice-cream and hot fudge with her candle and they were all like "OMG!!" It was way cute. Then they sang happy birthday to her. They told me I was doing great and on their $86 bill they left me....$50! Woah. How cool is that?? Dude. It was super fucking cool! Other than that table I made like 10 bucks. So it was a great end to my day.

That table rocked and it was the kind that made you want to go back to work the next day. That is how it always should be. I would of liked to go back the next day even if their tip had not been $50! They were friendly, not demanding, and the kids were pretty quiet and cute. I would enjoy serving more tables like that.

My second day on my own I had station 1 which is all the way at the front but is a newbie station so I was not shocked. But I kept getting sat like crazy and I was totally weeded. One my tables was very rude, four old hags. The I have a coupon (as they wave it at you, that's nice...do you want a plaque for cheapskate of the day?) 4 waters w/lemon, you forgot our bread kind of ladies. Actually, bread is only upon request at lunch...so you just have to ask politely and your server will bring it to you. I totally biffed it and was late bringing this ladies salad...she had to ask me. And I thought I had rang in their ticket and I hadn't. Thank god they were medium/med rare prime ribs! So I punched them in pronto and told them that I had punched in the ticket and they had lost it so I had to repunch it in. I thought it was pretty good lie. As I walking away, they were babbling....quite loudly so I would hear them, "That's not a very good exscuse." Those are the kind of people you want to dump hot coffee on! Ooops SORRY! I came out with their food and apologized telling them it was my second day on my own. Yadda. On their twenty-something dollar ticket...shockingly...they stiffed me. But it's to expected in this business. Old grumpy ladies who's husbands have shriveled dicks that can no longer please them, so wrinkled in fact that they resemble a raisin on a good day. I suppose I might be pissed too in that given scenario. Yet I think I would have the decency not to take it out on somebody who has nothing to do with my problems. Well, some people are just shrewd, old ugly, hags and they can not be helped.

Some people are just stupid. I was running Laurie's station my last day and this woman thought I took too long to get her drinks. So she went up to the bar to get them! Mike the server saw her and said he'd take them to her. So he did. I went over to the bar to get them and seriously it had been a few minutes...not very long. And they weren't there and the ticket was in the trash recipticle. Mike came over and told me he ran them etc. I was just baffled. Apparently she had told Mike that she was a server etc etc. Whatever bitch. I don't care if you're the princess of Whales. Sit your shit down and wait a fucking minute.