Yes, I'm still here...

And I still have plenty to bitch and moan about...

So after being declined the opportunity to upgrade, I took a downgrade. Yes everyone, Expeditors are Human too... and I say that with several months of torture and agony behind me. While working in the kitchen I often wonder just who is sitting at these tables that I am sending the food out to. As I fill the little cups of sauce, I wonder if those chicken salads with "Extra Dressing on Side" belong to some of the worthless pieces of human waste who have left me a $2 tip on an $80 tab in the past. Still, I work hard to maintain "Quality Control" as my managers say it is. The more and more broke I become, the more I long to serve again on occasion. It will come soon enough... I will now go on to write about the last night I served tables back in September of 2006.

I had an above average night. It made me feel good that I was asked to serve instead of Expedite. For the most part the tips were good, the staff was steady, and the managers were laid back. Around 9PM I recieved the kiss of death table. Yes, they were a table I've had before...total trash that can make even Spiderman go dizzy....

I greeted these fine people and quickly got their drinks: Four diet colas, four waters, a plate of lemons, and two cups of ice on the side. They then ordered only French onion soups for two of the adults, and full country chicken meals and chicken fingers for the ones who spoke. That night, since I was serving, we had no expediter, so it was up to the servers to pull the food, garnish it, and send it out. Of course, all of my stuff came out on time, but things were missing. As soon as I walked over to the table I glanced and noticed what was missing....and then it happened....

The wonderful guest with the bad mullet informed me that I "FORGOT" some things, so she took it upon herself to write a list on a napkin of all of the things I "FORGOT."

1 cup of honey mustard
napkins (sorry honey, you have to ask for those)
1 ramekin of cole slaw
garlic toast (did not come with her meal)

...and then she asked me for a side of mashed potatoes and how much they would cost. I quickly said that since I normally work in the kitchen, I can get a side of mashed potatoes for free. She then asked me for 4 sides of them. Ouch! How the hell am I supposed to sneak out 4 sides of mashed potatoes for free in front of my manager?

Needless to say... I got it for them, assured them that I didn't "FORGET" any items and that it was merely a mistake on the part of whoever sent out the food and then was thanked over and over by them.

Thanks for the $1 tip assholes.

:)

Now you're fucking famous.