just another night at work

Working at a restaurant is so different from some jobs. People think waiting on tables is the most terrible job and often remark that 'those poor waiters' deserve big tips. Well bring on the tips, but keep the pity. Do you drink on your job? I didn't think so.



So tonight a woman came in, ordered a beer, a shot of whiskey, a soup and then sat down. I told my co-worker who was serving her that he better get payment first because I remembered her from last time. To her credit, tonight she appeared sober and not strung out. Last time she was in she left me her health card as payment. Yup. And we have awesome health care in Canada, but not that awesome.
My boss, who is also the chef and owner of the restaurant went over to her and told her she needed to pay upfront for her order, or she should just leave. So she left. Just what we thought.

At another table sat some regulars who ordered an expensive bottle of champagne and insisted us servers each have some too. Okay then.

In the kitchen I needed to wrap up leftovers for a customer and asked the sous chef for a little package. He smiled and told me he only had a big package.

And that's just an uneventful slow night at work.