Six yuppy trust fund kids came in to eat tonight – all guys in their early twenties. A long time friend of mine waited on them. All of them were respectful and polite except for the last douche bag who had a loud mouth and David Schwimmer hair.
As my friend went to refill the douche bag’s drink, [...]
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Why Not?
October 15th, 2009
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While I was rolling silverware tonight another server came up to me and we had the following short conversation.
Her: I hate when you ask a table how they are and everyone just ignores you.
Me: I just don’t ask them how they are.
She: Why not?
Me: I wouldn’t want them to mistakingly think I give a fuck [...]
Jihad And The Dirty Water Glass
October 8th, 2009
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The funniest thing that happened this evening was a brief comment made by my terrorist co-worker (Jihad).
While I was walking by a table I overheard an extremely gay guy telling Jihad that there were a few water spots on his glass. When Jihad walked away to get a polished glass he mumbled to himself “Oh… [...]
An Earlier Conversation
September 30th, 2009
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Here is a conversation I had with token black guy earlier.
Token: Why is my name “Token”?
Me: Um, because you are the one token black person that works here.
Token: No, there are other black people that work here…
Me: I mean the only server. Kitchen staff and food runners don’t count.
Token: …….
Me: So… why aren’t there more [...]
Waiting Tables Isn’t For Everyone
September 27th, 2009
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If you have ever thought about waiting tables and just aren’t sure if you can pull it off then let me just say that waiting tables isn’t for everyone. In fact, I have worked with some extremely shitty servers. If you can do 15 things at once, have lots of patience, and don’t mind working [...]
Sleepyhead Wakes Up
September 25th, 2009
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This evening a single guy came in and ate at the bar. Shortly after arriving I guess sleepyhead was tired because he fell into a deep sleep. When the bartender alerted me, I had no choice but to intervene by kicking sleepyhead’s chair as I walked by. I kicked it with a lot of force [...]
