Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Cheap piece of sh*t



Ring the bells! We have a winner! My girlfriend sent this image to me via Twitter and I laughed and laughed and laughed. Needless to say, if this was protocol and customers did in fact have to tell you prior to you serving them that they are a cheap piece of sh*t they would not get a menu. Actually, the only service they would get would be shown where the door is so they can get the heck out. Hahaha...

Saturday, February 23, 2013

You can't win them all

There are a handful of people that no matter what you do you will never be able to satisfy. Customers like this actually make me feel better about myself because really who the heck is so unfulfilled in their life that they have to make a total stranger's temporarily aggravating?

It's not hard to identify these people. They are the ones that give you the cold shoulder the moment they walk in. You greet them, they ignore you, then they're offended that when they were ready to speak up that you may or may not have been intentionally not available to listen. These are also the people who don't make eye contact with you but will glare at you from across the restaurant. Take note that no matter what you do or say it will never be satisfactory for them. Do not go above and beyond for these people because it just adds insult to injury. Here's an example of a group of 4, one being a small child, that I dealt with not too long ago:

This group walked in, gave typical attitude when my cheery self asked them for how many and directed them to take a seat anywhere they like as I grabbed a highchair for the little one. I started off by attempting to make a connection with them. The one man was cool with it and seemed pleasant until his girlfriend wasn't impressed. I guess being nice is rude?? Confusing. I grabbed their drink orders and the lady did ask for Sprite and 99% of the time I verify that 7up is okay with them. They just happened to be the 1% that I didn't ask. So, I bring the drinks over and as I'm placing it in front of the lady I say " And here's your 7up." She asked why it was 7up I explained and I offered to get her another beverage if she preferred something else. Her response was no. Now, as I was walking away she starts talking trash to her girlfriend about "How rude it was for me not to tell her, blah, blah, blah, squawk, squawk. I turned around and went back and said, "I asked you if it was okay and offered something else, would you like something different?" She said no. She ordered a certain type of ribs that we were out of so I gave her the more expensive ones that the same price. Bonus! Most people would be happy, but not Negative Nancy. I brought them out and they were so big they were falling off of the plate. I would be thrilled that I had a snack for later on, but not Negative Nancy. No she actually complained that they were too big! Too Big? Seriously? I jokingly responded, "I can take some back if it's too much." Negative Nancy had nothing to say. I walk away and see her taking pictures of the ribs, yes like one of those people who Instagram every meal they eat. After waiting on them and smiling the entire time when all I wanted to do was choke her out I brought them the bill. Needless to say she never tipped and took home half a rack of ribs. Your welcome.

You can't win them all.



Wednesday, February 20, 2013

LISTEN UP! To This Day Project - Shane Koyczan

This video, titled "To This Day Project", moves mountains. It is not really related to my blog, but it is related to life. Please watch and listen with care. Pass it on!
 
 
 
 

Monday, February 4, 2013

Superbowl and the Morality of Tipping



Superbowl has come to an end with the Ravens beating the 49ers. Did you go out to your neighbourhood bar to watch the big game? If you did, did you second guess your tipping approach or did you tip like you normally would?

Superbowl is the biggest day for takeout for many bars and restaurants such as the one I work for. The bar did get full but it was not as exciting as a Hockey Night in Canada evening. Disappointing? Yes. The common misconception is that waitresses make a TON of money on Superbowl. There is very little truth to that. Once you take everything into consideration you will actually be able to understand that we sometimes end up making less money than we would on a typical evening.

Here are a few reasons why:
  • Customers come in and sit for the entire 4-5 hours. This means no turnover. No turnover in the type of restaurant I work in means no money, unless they are drinking and eating heavily.
  • People do not drink as much because cops are in full effect. I would much rather people be safe than make money at the end of the day, but this does affect the amount of consumption.
  • Customers do not take into account that you have been serving them for the entire night, therefore do not compensate you for it. If I have been refilling your $2.99 pop or better yet your free water for 4 hours why do you still tip 10% at the end of the night. Haven't I done more than a normal night out where you only spend an hour at a restaurant?
  • The customer demographic is different on these nights. Your regulars may have all gone to a Superbowl party. This makes a HUGE difference on how you will be compensated.
I worked a 12 hour shift yesterday and my partner in crime worked 14 hours! We decided at the beginning of the day that we would pool our tips together so our customers will get better service and it will be easier to close out at the end of the night. Some people even decided not to tip at all and when asked, in a polite manner, if anything was wrong with the service, they said no. Hmm... strange that people feel they can sit for 5 hours and get served somewhere and not tip at all. On top of it the woman was offended that she was asked and said it was "begging for tips." I say it was making sure everything was alright and bringing to your attention in the most tactful way that you were not compensated for your work that evening. At the end of it all we ended up making less than we would in a 5 hour shift. Was the juice worth the squeeze? Nope. Would I do it all over again? Now, where did I leave my shotgun? All kidding aside, I probably would only because I love what I do and you got to get through the bad to understand what the good really is.