Sunday, October 23, 2005

it sucks that whenever

i start off in a great mood & plan to have a good day that i encounter people/things that just try to hold me down. for instance..., i arrived @ work yesterday in a fantastic mood. first off, i get a table that has not 1 but 2 screaming kids @ it. now, i dont know how much you people know about me, but i do NOT like children. i decide to tough it out & not judge a book by its cover. then, i get to the table to say hello to them & the mother is breastfeeding her child right there in front of jesus and everybody. its very hard not to stare when something like that is going on, but also, even when i wasnt staring i felt like she was going to think that i was. anyway, after they all order and quiz me about whether or not i should write their order down (as if i had just forgotten er' something) they ask me to bring a couple coffee mugs of hot water so that they can heat up some baby food & a bottle. i say "not a problem, be right back with those." as i start to walk away, moms grabs me (gently) by the arm, "dont fill the mugs all the way to the top or they will overflow when we drop the bottle in sweetie" (as if i am some fucking idiot just because i wait tables.) to which i promptly replied, "all over it honey." anyway..., much later i get a table of snot nosed southern teens; its one of my last tables of the night so lets face it, a bitch was ready to be cut(allowed to go home.) i walk up, take drink orders & what not, go through the opening spiel...,(mustering the last ounce of "fake" that i have in me) "have u folks been to a bubbas before?" in chimes the bitchy homo "no, but i'm from new orleans so this shit better be good, i know good southern cooking." i looked him straight in his eyes, gave him the eyebrow raise/head tilt & said, "well welcome to new york where your bitchy attitude is neither desired OR required & you might not want to break the cardinal rule & "F" w/someone who has to bring you food..., i'll be right back w/that diet for you." are u kidding me? honestly,who goes into a restaurant and carries on that way, throwing an overweight, obviously annoyed server some attitude? good thing i am off all weekend or i might f*ck around & catch a case.

3 Comments:

Blogger Dustin Harder said...

i'm assuming i know you since you commented on my blog. I wanna know who this is! hit me back yo!

7:08 PM  
Blogger paultoes said...

sometimes i just say to my tables "do you know who i am?" and then i walk away, and that seems to set them straight. or at least it gives them the fear that i'm insane.
or sometimes they just think that i'm jim verraros.

1:21 AM  
Blogger Noland said...

Dustin, its Noland.., if you bothered to reply to the email that i sent you, you may have recognized that my name on here is the same as my email addy. Take care love.

5:11 PM  

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