This is a great country for so many more reasons than I could ever name, especially here. We celebrate political, religious, cultural and sexual diversity in every form. We even go so far as to name a “special day” after various types of people to remember and commemorate them.
We have the normal days:
- Presidents Day
- Mothers Day
- Fathers Day
- Grandparents Day
- D-Day
- Independence Day
- Flag Day
- All Saints Day
- Veterans Day
- Thanksgiving Day
- New Years Day
Then we have the “cute” days:
- Groundhog’s Day
- Girl Scout Day
- April Fools Day
- Administrative Professionals Day (give me a break!)
- Beautician’s Day
- Take Your Son or Daughter to Work Day
- Forgot Day (I forgot that one)
- Nathan’s Hot Dog Eating Day
- National S’mores Day
- Left-Hander’s Day
Now guess what the brain trust of the country came up with?
Drum roll please………..
The National Waiter and Waitress Day! (May 21)
WHAT! You have got to be kidding!
I have an idea for a day to celebrate waiters and waitresses. How about a few of these winners:
- Get your butt to work on time day
- Wear a clean uniform day
- Take off those gangster earrings day
- Get the order correct day
- Don’t let the buffet run out of food day
- Serve from the left and clear from the right day
- Offer them a second cup of coffee day
- Stop complaining day
- Do your closing side-work before you go home day
- Punch-out for your shift day
- You don't like your shift - Get the f#@^ outta here day
I can go on forever…
I need a REAL job!
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11 comments:
I love this list and I agree with so many of those! Come on, let's celebrate!
And to sum them all up... National Do Your F'n Job Day.
I'd like to see "Wait Until I'm Done Chewing Before Asking Me How Everything Is" Day. (I don't think I've ever given a waiter an unmuffled response!)
I think when I go out to lunch on that day I'll just leave a nice greeting card instead of a tip.
Maybe a fancy chocolate bar to go with it.
Other days:
Remember who makes the schedule day.
Do you know how to use an iron day.
How to vacuum properly day.
Go have an MRI with that tongue piercing day.
Mop the floor properly day.
Wash your hands before you leave the washroom day.
Read the contract before you ask me a stupid question day.
Get stoned after not during work day.
Hang up the table skirting properly day.
Eat in the staff room day.
Don't wear someone else's nametag day.
Cash bar balances so I don't have to bullshit the paperwork day.
Read my mind because you've been working here for five years day.
Set up the meeting rooms perfectly day.
That last one would have been a really good day.
I might have seen a unicorn on that day.
Maybe if you got a real job, you'd stop perpetuating the chasm between management and staff. Imagine how many servers can complain about overpaid company lackeys that routinely throw them under the bus, disappear when they're needed, drink on the job, come into work whenever they want to, sit in the office checking email, etc. I could go on and on, but you get the idea.
You sound like someone who needs to get a REAL job.
I'm gonna bite on this one Anonymous.
Before I became a banquet manager I worked for a half a dozen assholes in varying shades of what you describe.
I learned from them and I knew that when I got the chance I wasn't gonna be like them.
And I wasn't.
The biggest challenge I faced when I took over from the arrogantly incompetent fuck that I worked for and hated intensely for two years was winning over my staff because they were as demoralized by him as I was.
That said, staff is still staff and it takes a while to build a team.
In the meantime you have to put up with a lot of the things that I listed.
Especially when your staff is always being added to by management who think nepotism is a good way to do business.
And new people always make the same mistakes that new people make.
Some are innocent mistakes and others are fuckups with a sense of entitlement.
It takes skill to manage them out the door.
Some people learned faster than others and they got the hours.
In the end, it wasn't my staff that made me walk away.
They were a great team that I was happy to depend upon day and night.
A year after I left all but two of them were gone.
It was the constant battles with other department heads and a new gm.
It wasn't enough that I gave them every single holiday on the calendar while they spent that time with their families.
They wanted another ten hours a week out of me.
Ten hours that I had shaved off a fifty five hour week by managing my department properly.
I couldn't beat them and I wasn't going to waste any more of my life trying.
So I went back to school and got a REAL job.
I'll tell you something about working in a real job.
It's fucking great!
I can't wait to get to work in the morning even though sometimes I don't get in until 9:30.
I don't punch a clock.
Sometimes when the cleaners turn the lights out at night I remember that it's time to go home.
When a deadline is near I'll bank some hours to get the job done.
And when I'm walking around at work late at night I look around and thank god I am where I am.
I have felt less negative stress here in the past two years than I did in one day as a banquet manager.
And I wonder why it had to be that way working in that hotel.
So Anonymous,
I know how you feel.
I worked every day for two years wondering how I was gonna depose the fucking bastard who was sitting in my chair.
Why?
Because he was a fucking bastard who didn't know what he was doing.
And he was hurting people with his incompetence and arrogance.
In the end I didn't have to depose him.
All I had to do was wait.
One of the staff, a sixty year old lady who later died of a brain tumour accused him of sexual harassment.
And that was that.
I took over.
So when lunch was being served, I was there as the banquet manager instead of the banquet manager being upstairs washing his hands and feet and praying at noon instead of doing his job.
Instead of the banquet manager saying I need that table there, I was there as banquet manager moving that table there.
Some people can't be banquet managers because their religion prevents them from doing the job properly.
I never had that problem.
Thanks Dance...
We went out for lunch today.
We went to an asian restaurant and I ordered the beef rice noodle soup for $6.25.
Soup is my favourite food.
Aside from bacon.
Or homemade potato chips.
I left a two dollar tip.
Anyway, I keep coming back here because there are so many things I couldn't say when I was a banquet manager.
And now I can.
When someone stands on your neck for ten years you don't get Stockholm Syndrome.
You get Fuck Them Syndrome.
And Dante has a place for Them.
I respect every banquet manager who does their best by their staff every day.
To my old assistant banquet manager:
For four years you outranked me.
And then for six years I outranked you.
You were a liability and a pain in the ass for all ten.
I built my career on your incompetence.
So I think I should acknowledge that favour.
But there is one thing that has always stuck in my mind.
You said to her, "There must be something about banquet captains."
I didn't realize it at the time but you demeaned me and her.
I only heard it in passing.
Only later did I realize what you said.
And once I did I knew you were beneath me.
To Dance,
I agree with most of what you said. there are shits on the floor as well as in mgt.
And god bless TBM, we all have the need to vent sometimes. One only has to look at all of the server bitch sites to see that.
It's just that I hate to see comrades turning their bile on each other, whether it's a manager reducing staff to animals or staff complaining about the many mgt. decisions that have to be made and balanced every day, some of which must be made without the staff knowing all of the background or competing interests.
I just wanted to give some back. Does that make me weak? Yeah, probably. Does that reduce me to the same level? Yep.
But I just want to remind TBM that servers deserve some respect as well. Vent if you must, but just remember that we servers could come up with some winners on our own, one of the biggest is "Throw a server under the bus day". Or "Where's my manager day".
And yes, I've been a manager as well. I'm sure that there are servers who would have loved to dedicate such a day to me.
Finally, I'm a server and I consider my job to be VERY real.
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