I used to work in a family style restaurant for four years. During that time I trained what felt like a million other servers. It was not hard to tell what kind of co-worker they were going to be by the end of their five day training period. I remember one girl who was sweet as sugar while on the floor, but the instant we were on the server line she turned nasty. She bad-mouthed all her tables, picked on the cooks, and treated the other servers as if we were beneath her. I still have no idea how she got hired. Needless to say, she did not last long.
One of my "favorite" co-workers was named Alberto. I swear that guy moved slower than any person I've ever met. He had no speed other than "mosey". He moseyed if he had one table; he moseyed if he had ten. I have no idea how this guy made any money in this business. He wasn't even a pleasant person. He was rude and confrontational, but he somehow kept that job for years. makes me wonder what he was doing for the managers to keep it.
Have you ever worked with the table thief? My boyfriend, who is an ex-coworker, fits in this category. most of the time these co-workers drive me CRAZY. If he was working we all knew we were going to get shafted. Fortunately for me, I knew that money was going into the joint bank account (and I didn't have to work for it! :P), so I didn't really care. However, if it was someone else and that money wasn't going to me, I'd get furious.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
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