My days at the Red Lobsta

Hello there my lovelies,

Wow, I have been away for a while. I know that I have neglected this blog, but I have been busy doing other things like sleeping on my really comfortable bed, playing solitare on my Ipod and working out.

I am going back to school today to pursue my paralegal certificate. I look forward to this quarter and I hope that I learn a lot and meet some cool people for my study sessions.

Speaking of which, I may have to get an internship for free and get a few part time jobs so that I can do the internship and go to school part time and still make a living. I may have to go back to being a waitress.

I was a waitress during college and I learned a lot. I realized that for the first half of my serving career that I really was a crappy server and I want to appologize to all of the poor guests I served. I didn't know how to serve back then, I can't take more than five tables and part of me didn't care. For the latter half, I wised up and improved my level of service and started caring more about my customers. And I started to receive compliments and sometimes customers would even leave nice notes on the back of the receipt thanking me. They didn't always know how to tip well. But if they left me a nice note or at least gave me a nice compliment I wasn't angry. Getting crappy tips and stiffed was a common thing at Red Lobster, especially Sundays. So if I got compliments or was told my service was great, I took the compliment and let the rest slide. It was the people that demanded shit, ran my ass around, and left me a crappy ass tip after I did everything they asked. It was that and the occasional racist that really left me bitter.

http://rlserver.blogspot.com/

I stumbled upon this and it brought back my days at da Red Lobsta. I take both sides. I understand the side of the server and the customer. People should definitely tip, but those same customers are also entitled to great service. Bad service, bad tip. And I know that when things go wrong, it's not always the servers fault. But why should customers have to pay for bad service no matter who's fault it is ?

I left waitressing because it made me bitter and a table racist. And I was tired of complaining. Yes many people I served did fit the stereotypes and it was sad. Many people that tell me "You can't stereotype people because not everyone is like that" never really served.

But now I may have to go back soon and I will have to go in with a new additude. Because life is just much better when you try to like people instead of be angry. People always will piss you off and stiif you and be assholes. The trick is remembering the people that treat you well and forgetting the people that piss you off and don't deserve your attention.