Obviously I have been feeling a bit....frustrated lately. However; in an attempt to communicate that I am NOT a complete antagonist- I have decided over the last few days to rediscover the beauty in simplicity. In short: the little things in my life that make it all seem to even out.
1. Get ready to vomit....my boyfriend.
Admittedly not a small part of my life- but it's the things he does. He gets a glass of wine ready when I text him "S.O.S" or "Today sucks :( ". That something small.....and brilliant.
-He will rub my back or play with my hair as I vent about the customers who left me 2 dollars on a 40.00 ticket- totally 34 dollars made in 5 hours; and allow me to be as negative and whiny as I want: probably because he knows if you play with my hair or rub my back it is about 15 minutes before I completely pass out.
2. Dinner/Drinks on the Patio
Whether its with friends, Jon, or my family there is something about eating dinner, drinking wine and socializing outside that makes everything better. I love not having the distraction of a blaring tv or the baby screaming at the next booth. Not to mention the pretentious women and men are to worried about their hair or suits to want to eat outside; so it is a place of Corona's, laughter, and on a Thursday night at Cha-Cha's-live music. Yes Please.
3. Random Dancing
Thanks to my coworkers for the random dancing that occurs during work hours and after the doors lock. Especially to 90's music. Nothing makes a gripey Randi laugh like Whitney Houston impressions and doing "the butterfly" to Marc Anthony.
4. A good Bible verse
I am admittedly not an overly religious person, but every once and a while I will whip that Bible out and open it up to a page that expresses exactly how I am feeling. Its amazing.
5. Looking pretty
A good hair day and red lipstick makes me feel gorgeous, classy and extravagant. If I dont want to go to work I usually throw my hair up in a ponytail, but when I REALLY don't want to go- I at least make sure I look pretty....then it isn't so bad. Shallow as that sounds.
6.Audrey Hepburn
Maybe its because she reminds me of my grandmother. Small, dark haired and petite. Dark brown eyes, long eyelashes, speaking in a light voice and never speaking a harsh word...now she passed away when I was 12 so Im sure its become a bit idealized haha, but this my grandma was always picture perfect. She wore slacks, button ups or sweaters every day- Even of she didn't go anywhere. She wore White Shoulders perfume- a mix of Gardenia, Jasmine and Sandalwood. When I watch Audrey Hepburn and the careful way she speaks, her poise and sweet smile, the way she glides when she walks. I can't help but think that if grace had a face- it would be hers. I completely idolize her.
7. Puppies
Come on. Who can have a bad day and not be cheered up by a cute little fumbling puppy. To hold it up and bury your face in its warm little neck, to smell its breath when it yawns. Sheesh.
These are a few of my favorite (little) things. There are many more- but these are probably the tip top of the simplicity list. I love my life. I love that I am not afraid to tell it like it is and reap the consequences for being one of the few people I know who say the things others won't. I also like that there are things that never cease to make me happy. Things that make me smile, close my eyes and thank the good Lord for never ceasing to lighten the load a little bit. Even when I don't deserve it. Like a flower growing though a crack in the sidewalk- the good finds a way in. There are alot of things to complain about- but there are also alot of thing to treasure.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Monday, April 18, 2011
Negativity rears its ugly head.
Im going to get straight to the point. Im sick of people bitching.
" I don't know the key to success; but the key to failure is trying to please everybody."-Bill Cosby
Now, this is an ironic statement, I know. One that I make often in alot of different ways, and to complain about people complaining is a bit redundant and juvenile, maybe a bigger person could let it slide, let the light shine in, take the high road- etc. I suppose I am just not a good enough person to be the one "above" everyone else. In a few different areas of my life I am surrounded by people who bring me down- not to a depressed state because let's face it- I've got it pretty damn good, Ive made my own luck, but to an "oh my gosh put on your big girl panties" state. I'm not even angry. i'm EXHAUSTED. I'm so over this total buzzkill-pity-pity-poor-me bullcrap .
What's funny is a lot of the problems these people are having is caused by their own actions and attitudes. Have you ever just wanted to grab someone's shoulders, shake them viciously and scream "MAYBE IT ISN'T EVERYONE ELSE! MAYBE ITS YOU!!! YOU ARE THE COMMON FACTOR YOU IDIOT!"
Sheesh. Harsh, but true. and the laziness- oh my gosh the laziness- the complete entitlement "the world owes me something because im not a crack addict" attitude that the kids of our generation have is sickening. They want a cookie for HAVING a job. Well.... making 8 bucks an hour and sitting at a desk playing solitaire all day doesn't exactly constitute as a warranted reason for a commemorative ceremony.
Alot of people work ALOT harder than me, I have been very fortunate to maintain a steady job that I can make a living doing, a job in our economy is a blessing- but I am not afraid to work. Maybe my arrogance overtakes me, and my independance and pride make me come of as a total right-wing-Republican "make your own destiny" soap-box carrying fool- but I have a point- and if alot of people can get past the "She's an arrogant woman, she's not in my shoes, what does she know," attitude they can see that my message is simple/.
"If you spent as much time trying to make more money, or fix your relationship, or stop looking for one, or working instead of complaining about your job- as you do whining, blogging, facebooking, and having a pity party...chances are...you wouldn't have any time or need to do any of those things. Get off your butt."
Im encountering this everywhere. At work, in personal relationships, in people I dont even know, the other day the post office a woman was talking about how "why does this always take so long- geez there is only two of them- ugh I have been here for 15 minutes- wow that man is SLOW- cant they just.." I finally said "Can't YOU just SHUT UP. You're worse than the WAIT. They're doing their job. Let it go."
True story. I have had it, lol. I am a happy person- I dont like when Im not the chipper, bouncy, bubbly me than I and everyone (usually) enjoys- but Ive also always been alot like my parents. I work hard. I support who I need to, right now its me, someday it will be my family, and Im not afraid to do everything I need to to make that happen. I refuse to do "just enough" or "what Is acceptable" I will do what my parents did: work their asses off to make a life for me and mine. Not stepping on people in the process- but finding it hard to feel sorry for those who aren't willing to put forth the effort to do more than what is deemed "just enough".
I am thankful for being raised with this mentality. I am thankful for being raised strong, independent , stubborn, and honest. I am thankful to have a partner in this life who shares all of this with me- and although he is more forgiving in nature; and I have no problem in admitting that he is probably a better person than I am; i know he secretly loves that my no-nonsense attitude gets things done, and tells it like it is. I am thankful that I believe in myself enough that In my recent years I have come to terms with something-. I don't feel the need to explain myself anymore. This is huge for me.
So people get your chin up. today is a new day. People have it so much worse than we do. Yes the gas prices suck, and our President has spent a ton of money, and its hot, and taxes are due, and your kids are making you want to kill them, and your boyfriend/girlfriend left the toilet seat up/down, or you dont have a boyfriend or girlfriend, or your hair doesnt look the way you want it to today. Enjoy the sunshine. Take a breath, and thank the good Lord for giving you another day to see the sky.
“These things I have spoken unto you, that in me you might have peace. In the world you shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world.” John 16:33
" I don't know the key to success; but the key to failure is trying to please everybody."-Bill Cosby
Now, this is an ironic statement, I know. One that I make often in alot of different ways, and to complain about people complaining is a bit redundant and juvenile, maybe a bigger person could let it slide, let the light shine in, take the high road- etc. I suppose I am just not a good enough person to be the one "above" everyone else. In a few different areas of my life I am surrounded by people who bring me down- not to a depressed state because let's face it- I've got it pretty damn good, Ive made my own luck, but to an "oh my gosh put on your big girl panties" state. I'm not even angry. i'm EXHAUSTED. I'm so over this total buzzkill-pity-pity-poor-me bullcrap .
What's funny is a lot of the problems these people are having is caused by their own actions and attitudes. Have you ever just wanted to grab someone's shoulders, shake them viciously and scream "MAYBE IT ISN'T EVERYONE ELSE! MAYBE ITS YOU!!! YOU ARE THE COMMON FACTOR YOU IDIOT!"
Sheesh. Harsh, but true. and the laziness- oh my gosh the laziness- the complete entitlement "the world owes me something because im not a crack addict" attitude that the kids of our generation have is sickening. They want a cookie for HAVING a job. Well.... making 8 bucks an hour and sitting at a desk playing solitaire all day doesn't exactly constitute as a warranted reason for a commemorative ceremony.
Alot of people work ALOT harder than me, I have been very fortunate to maintain a steady job that I can make a living doing, a job in our economy is a blessing- but I am not afraid to work. Maybe my arrogance overtakes me, and my independance and pride make me come of as a total right-wing-Republican "make your own destiny" soap-box carrying fool- but I have a point- and if alot of people can get past the "She's an arrogant woman, she's not in my shoes, what does she know," attitude they can see that my message is simple/.
"If you spent as much time trying to make more money, or fix your relationship, or stop looking for one, or working instead of complaining about your job- as you do whining, blogging, facebooking, and having a pity party...chances are...you wouldn't have any time or need to do any of those things. Get off your butt."
Im encountering this everywhere. At work, in personal relationships, in people I dont even know, the other day the post office a woman was talking about how "why does this always take so long- geez there is only two of them- ugh I have been here for 15 minutes- wow that man is SLOW- cant they just.." I finally said "Can't YOU just SHUT UP. You're worse than the WAIT. They're doing their job. Let it go."
True story. I have had it, lol. I am a happy person- I dont like when Im not the chipper, bouncy, bubbly me than I and everyone (usually) enjoys- but Ive also always been alot like my parents. I work hard. I support who I need to, right now its me, someday it will be my family, and Im not afraid to do everything I need to to make that happen. I refuse to do "just enough" or "what Is acceptable" I will do what my parents did: work their asses off to make a life for me and mine. Not stepping on people in the process- but finding it hard to feel sorry for those who aren't willing to put forth the effort to do more than what is deemed "just enough".
I am thankful for being raised with this mentality. I am thankful for being raised strong, independent , stubborn, and honest. I am thankful to have a partner in this life who shares all of this with me- and although he is more forgiving in nature; and I have no problem in admitting that he is probably a better person than I am; i know he secretly loves that my no-nonsense attitude gets things done, and tells it like it is. I am thankful that I believe in myself enough that In my recent years I have come to terms with something-. I don't feel the need to explain myself anymore. This is huge for me.
So people get your chin up. today is a new day. People have it so much worse than we do. Yes the gas prices suck, and our President has spent a ton of money, and its hot, and taxes are due, and your kids are making you want to kill them, and your boyfriend/girlfriend left the toilet seat up/down, or you dont have a boyfriend or girlfriend, or your hair doesnt look the way you want it to today. Enjoy the sunshine. Take a breath, and thank the good Lord for giving you another day to see the sky.
“These things I have spoken unto you, that in me you might have peace. In the world you shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world.” John 16:33
Friday, March 4, 2011
Waitress Woes
I am going to start off by saying that even though you'd never believe it after reading this- I love my job. It's why I've done it for so long, it's why Im good at it, it's why I make fairly good money an have been able to support myself for 5 years, and it's why I don't dread going to work every day. I really don't! I consider myself lucky to have a job that I (mostly) enjoy doing. I know everyone hears waiters and waitresses complaining. I do it too. They complain about their tips, how bad their feet hurt, yady-yada. Some people just need to get a different job. This is the gig you signed up for, you know what is expected of you.
But every once and a while-there is a day, or a table, or even a statement that just reminds me why This job (seems to be) one of the most underrated and under-appreciated occupations out there. Here's a couple of reasons as of why.
1.) We deal with people all day every day who are hungry, tired, have had a LONG day, or can't afford to go out but its a special occasion.
Now I don't know how you guys are when you are hungry- but I for one can get extremely impatient, irritable, and downright fussy. So I understand. You pair this with tired/frustrated from work- and it multiplies by about 5. But here's what I want to say to the tables who make it a point to say
"umm miss?! Where's the bread? what do you mean its in the oven?! and We ordered an appetizer almost 10 minutes ago!"-
You aren't the only one in here. Everyone around you is hungry, tired, just home from work too- that's why they are here. Why is the bread in the oven? because like you no one eats 1 loaf, they eat 4 or 5, and when 30 tables eat 4 or 5 loaves (literally) we can only get it out so fast. Why is your appetizer taking a minute? Because everyone else has one of those too. We have an open kitchen- watch how fast our cooks work. Pretty effing fast. Chill.
2.) Why is our food so behind? We are starving! and Where's the bread?!
" I told you 3 minutes ago it had 5 minutes in the oven. 5-3=2. It has 2 minutes left in the oven."
3.) Beat your kids.
As aforementioned in previous blog- keep your kids in their seats. Dont let them run around and scream and sit there like you have no control over them. Dont look at me like I'm a monster when I turn the corner at full speed ( because I have 6 tables, all wanting their appetizers and of course bread) and almost drop a 5 pound 300 degree skillet on top your 3 year old's precious little head because he is running around by himself.. Kids aren't spoiled brats on accident- they have to catch on that they are allowed to be.
4.) "Can we", "May I", "Please" and "Thank You" works wonders
"We need" We're out" "Get us" and simply snapping and pointing at something will get you nowhere. Manners, people. Even if you are a good tipper (WHICH WE COMPLETELY APPRECIATE :) ) We are people too- and we are paid our 2 dollars an hour to be polite, bring you food, do what you say, get you 5 loaves of bread, extra ranch, etc. and smile. That's a pretty tall order for 2 bucks an hour- that we never see. The least you can do is be polite- especially if we are running around like a chicken with our head cut off.
5.) Watch your server.
If they are neglecting you and talking in the corner and not doing their job- dont tip them. Plain and simple. I wouldn't blame you one bit.
But if they are stopping and talking to 5 other tables, please for goodness sakes realize that they can't be everywhere at once. It is perfectly acceptable in this instance to say "Miss?" put your hand up (with a smile), Or simple make eye contact. Eye contact means you need us- we get it. waving your arms and shouting like we are blind and deaf is ridiculous.
6.) Helpful signals.- if your server is super busy and you find yourself irritated- or just want to be nice and help them out if they dont have time to stop- heres some waiter/waitress lingo for ya. Do these things and they will take care of you easier and faster, and they won't have to stop to chit chat.
STACKED PLATES= COME GET THESE
GLASS ON EDGE OF TABLE=FILL THIS UP
CREDIT CARD ON END OF TABLE= WE ARE READY TO LEAVE
CLOSED MENUS=WE ARE READY TO ORDER
JUST RECEIVED FULL PLATE AT THE END OF TABLE= THIS IS WRONG/TASTES BAD
7.) TIPS.
Some servers suck. Plain and simple. they seem irritated, annoyed, they are slow, lazy, etc. I know. trust me. Ive worked with enough of them. Give them a crappy tip! They'll get the point and get a new job. We'd be happy to be rid of them! Haha. But if they take goo care of you- dont assume their other tables are going to take good care of them for you. Dont even assume others in your party are going to take good care of them! Often we make less with a big party than a small party because everyone assumes the waiter/waitress will automatically get a good sum of money. Nope.
FICT/FACT
FICTION: WAITSTAFF MAKE GREAT MONEY AND AN HOURLY WAGE
FACT: HOURLY WAGE? NOT SO MUCH. GREAT MONEY- YEAH ALOT OF THE TIME WE DO FAIRLY WELL. BUT KEEP IN MIND ALOT OF THE TIME WE DON'T. ITS A VERY DELICATE BALANCE OF TERRIBLE AND AMAZING. WE HAVE TO BUDGET LIKE CRAZY PEOPLE- AND PRAY THE ECONOMY GETS BETTER. THE FIRST THING PEOPLE DO WHEN IT CRASHES IS- NO- NOT COMING OUT TO EAT ALL TOGETHER- THEY JUST SKIMP ON THE TIP. TRUE STORY.
FICT: WAITRESSES AND WATIERS HATE THEIR JOB BUT THE MONEY IS TO GOOD TO LEAVE
FACT: CAN BE TRUE- BUT YOU HAVE TO LIKE IT TO DEAL WITH THOSE NOT SO GOOD TIMES- AND TRUST ME WE HAVE THEM.
FICT- SERVERS FEEL ENTITLED- A TIP IS A PRIVILEDGE
FACT- THIS IS TRUE, IT IS A PRIVELEDGE. BUT WHO ARE WE KIDDING- EVERYONE KNOWS TIPPING IS PART OF GOING OUT TO EAT- IF THE SERVER DESERVES ONE. WE WORK HARD, WE MAKE 2 DOLLARS AN HOUR, WE COME HOME DEAD TIRED, SWEATY AND STINKY. IF WE TAKE CARE OF YOU- TAKE CARE OF US.
FICT: SERVERS WILL SPIT IN YOUR FOOD IF YOU SEND IT BACK.
FACT: I HAVE NEVER SEEN ANYONE IN MY 5 YEARS SPIT IN SOMEONES FOOD. EVER. WE WILL COMPLAIN ABOUT YOU, CALL YOU EVERY NAME IN THE BOOK, BE RUDE TO YOU, PRAY YOU GET HIT BY A CAR (haha) BUT...WE WILL NOT SPIT IN YOUR FOOD. AT LEAST AT MY RESTAURANT. PLUS WE HAVE AN OPEN KITCHEN- WATCH FOR YOURSELF.
FICT: BUSY NIGHTS= THE MOST MONEY
FACT- NOT TRUE. BUSY NIGHTS= LOTS OF HUNGRY PEOPLE. LOTS OF HUNGRY PEOPLE= LOTS OF IRRITATED PEOPLE. LOTS OF IRRITATED/HUNGRY PEOPLE=LOTS OF TABLES. LOTS OF TABLES= LOTS OF FOOD. LOTS OF FOOD= COOKS VERY BUSY. COOKS VERY BUSY= FOOD COMES OUT SLOWER. SLOW FOOD= ANGRY PEOPLE. ANGRY PEOPLE= NO TIP.
8.) Our tables are how we make money- dont hold it hostage forever.
Campers= people who finish their meal and hang out for an extended amount of time.
We realize it isnt fast food- and you want to visit. Knock yourselves out! But on a busy night we only have 3-4 tables. and if two of those tables are still sitting there for an hour afterward- we lose money. If you want to leave a bigger tip- consider it booth rent- and we will treat you like gods and goddesses. But if not, understandable, but please don't cheat us out of money we could earn. We have to take advantage of the busy nights because there really isn't very many. There are nights I work 7 hours and make 80-100 bucks. Pretty good gig huh> there are also nights I work 7 hours and make 25-30 bucks. Seriously- this happens way more often than people think. So please- if you get something worth rewarding- remember we depend on the generosity or lack there of- of people. Throw us an extra couple of bucks. We dont get a paycheck.
THANK YOU FOR YOUR GENEROSITY. WE REALLY DO APPRECIATE IT SO MUCH. WE ALL HAVE BILLS, SCHOOL, AND SOME OF US HAVE FAMILIES TO SUPPORT. PLEASE KEEP IN MIND THIS IS AN UNSTEADY BUSINESS WHERE EVERY DAY IS DIFFERENT. WHEN WE HIT A SLUMP- WE MAKE LITERALLY NOTHING FOR HOWEVER LONG THAT SLUMP IS. I MADE 160 DOLLARS IN TWO WEEKS DURING ALL THAT SNOW. YEAH. ROUGH STUFF. BUT I STILL LOVE WHAT I DO, AND GENUINELY LIKE THAT I AM REWARDED FOR MY HARD WORK. :)
But every once and a while-there is a day, or a table, or even a statement that just reminds me why This job (seems to be) one of the most underrated and under-appreciated occupations out there. Here's a couple of reasons as of why.
1.) We deal with people all day every day who are hungry, tired, have had a LONG day, or can't afford to go out but its a special occasion.
Now I don't know how you guys are when you are hungry- but I for one can get extremely impatient, irritable, and downright fussy. So I understand. You pair this with tired/frustrated from work- and it multiplies by about 5. But here's what I want to say to the tables who make it a point to say
"umm miss?! Where's the bread? what do you mean its in the oven?! and We ordered an appetizer almost 10 minutes ago!"-
You aren't the only one in here. Everyone around you is hungry, tired, just home from work too- that's why they are here. Why is the bread in the oven? because like you no one eats 1 loaf, they eat 4 or 5, and when 30 tables eat 4 or 5 loaves (literally) we can only get it out so fast. Why is your appetizer taking a minute? Because everyone else has one of those too. We have an open kitchen- watch how fast our cooks work. Pretty effing fast. Chill.
2.) Why is our food so behind? We are starving! and Where's the bread?!
" I told you 3 minutes ago it had 5 minutes in the oven. 5-3=2. It has 2 minutes left in the oven."
3.) Beat your kids.
As aforementioned in previous blog- keep your kids in their seats. Dont let them run around and scream and sit there like you have no control over them. Dont look at me like I'm a monster when I turn the corner at full speed ( because I have 6 tables, all wanting their appetizers and of course bread) and almost drop a 5 pound 300 degree skillet on top your 3 year old's precious little head because he is running around by himself.. Kids aren't spoiled brats on accident- they have to catch on that they are allowed to be.
4.) "Can we", "May I", "Please" and "Thank You" works wonders
"We need" We're out" "Get us" and simply snapping and pointing at something will get you nowhere. Manners, people. Even if you are a good tipper (WHICH WE COMPLETELY APPRECIATE :) ) We are people too- and we are paid our 2 dollars an hour to be polite, bring you food, do what you say, get you 5 loaves of bread, extra ranch, etc. and smile. That's a pretty tall order for 2 bucks an hour- that we never see. The least you can do is be polite- especially if we are running around like a chicken with our head cut off.
5.) Watch your server.
If they are neglecting you and talking in the corner and not doing their job- dont tip them. Plain and simple. I wouldn't blame you one bit.
But if they are stopping and talking to 5 other tables, please for goodness sakes realize that they can't be everywhere at once. It is perfectly acceptable in this instance to say "Miss?" put your hand up (with a smile), Or simple make eye contact. Eye contact means you need us- we get it. waving your arms and shouting like we are blind and deaf is ridiculous.
6.) Helpful signals.- if your server is super busy and you find yourself irritated- or just want to be nice and help them out if they dont have time to stop- heres some waiter/waitress lingo for ya. Do these things and they will take care of you easier and faster, and they won't have to stop to chit chat.
STACKED PLATES= COME GET THESE
GLASS ON EDGE OF TABLE=FILL THIS UP
CREDIT CARD ON END OF TABLE= WE ARE READY TO LEAVE
CLOSED MENUS=WE ARE READY TO ORDER
JUST RECEIVED FULL PLATE AT THE END OF TABLE= THIS IS WRONG/TASTES BAD
7.) TIPS.
Some servers suck. Plain and simple. they seem irritated, annoyed, they are slow, lazy, etc. I know. trust me. Ive worked with enough of them. Give them a crappy tip! They'll get the point and get a new job. We'd be happy to be rid of them! Haha. But if they take goo care of you- dont assume their other tables are going to take good care of them for you. Dont even assume others in your party are going to take good care of them! Often we make less with a big party than a small party because everyone assumes the waiter/waitress will automatically get a good sum of money. Nope.
FICT/FACT
FICTION: WAITSTAFF MAKE GREAT MONEY AND AN HOURLY WAGE
FACT: HOURLY WAGE? NOT SO MUCH. GREAT MONEY- YEAH ALOT OF THE TIME WE DO FAIRLY WELL. BUT KEEP IN MIND ALOT OF THE TIME WE DON'T. ITS A VERY DELICATE BALANCE OF TERRIBLE AND AMAZING. WE HAVE TO BUDGET LIKE CRAZY PEOPLE- AND PRAY THE ECONOMY GETS BETTER. THE FIRST THING PEOPLE DO WHEN IT CRASHES IS- NO- NOT COMING OUT TO EAT ALL TOGETHER- THEY JUST SKIMP ON THE TIP. TRUE STORY.
FICT: WAITRESSES AND WATIERS HATE THEIR JOB BUT THE MONEY IS TO GOOD TO LEAVE
FACT: CAN BE TRUE- BUT YOU HAVE TO LIKE IT TO DEAL WITH THOSE NOT SO GOOD TIMES- AND TRUST ME WE HAVE THEM.
FICT- SERVERS FEEL ENTITLED- A TIP IS A PRIVILEDGE
FACT- THIS IS TRUE, IT IS A PRIVELEDGE. BUT WHO ARE WE KIDDING- EVERYONE KNOWS TIPPING IS PART OF GOING OUT TO EAT- IF THE SERVER DESERVES ONE. WE WORK HARD, WE MAKE 2 DOLLARS AN HOUR, WE COME HOME DEAD TIRED, SWEATY AND STINKY. IF WE TAKE CARE OF YOU- TAKE CARE OF US.
FICT: SERVERS WILL SPIT IN YOUR FOOD IF YOU SEND IT BACK.
FACT: I HAVE NEVER SEEN ANYONE IN MY 5 YEARS SPIT IN SOMEONES FOOD. EVER. WE WILL COMPLAIN ABOUT YOU, CALL YOU EVERY NAME IN THE BOOK, BE RUDE TO YOU, PRAY YOU GET HIT BY A CAR (haha) BUT...WE WILL NOT SPIT IN YOUR FOOD. AT LEAST AT MY RESTAURANT. PLUS WE HAVE AN OPEN KITCHEN- WATCH FOR YOURSELF.
FICT: BUSY NIGHTS= THE MOST MONEY
FACT- NOT TRUE. BUSY NIGHTS= LOTS OF HUNGRY PEOPLE. LOTS OF HUNGRY PEOPLE= LOTS OF IRRITATED PEOPLE. LOTS OF IRRITATED/HUNGRY PEOPLE=LOTS OF TABLES. LOTS OF TABLES= LOTS OF FOOD. LOTS OF FOOD= COOKS VERY BUSY. COOKS VERY BUSY= FOOD COMES OUT SLOWER. SLOW FOOD= ANGRY PEOPLE. ANGRY PEOPLE= NO TIP.
8.) Our tables are how we make money- dont hold it hostage forever.
Campers= people who finish their meal and hang out for an extended amount of time.
We realize it isnt fast food- and you want to visit. Knock yourselves out! But on a busy night we only have 3-4 tables. and if two of those tables are still sitting there for an hour afterward- we lose money. If you want to leave a bigger tip- consider it booth rent- and we will treat you like gods and goddesses. But if not, understandable, but please don't cheat us out of money we could earn. We have to take advantage of the busy nights because there really isn't very many. There are nights I work 7 hours and make 80-100 bucks. Pretty good gig huh> there are also nights I work 7 hours and make 25-30 bucks. Seriously- this happens way more often than people think. So please- if you get something worth rewarding- remember we depend on the generosity or lack there of- of people. Throw us an extra couple of bucks. We dont get a paycheck.
THANK YOU FOR YOUR GENEROSITY. WE REALLY DO APPRECIATE IT SO MUCH. WE ALL HAVE BILLS, SCHOOL, AND SOME OF US HAVE FAMILIES TO SUPPORT. PLEASE KEEP IN MIND THIS IS AN UNSTEADY BUSINESS WHERE EVERY DAY IS DIFFERENT. WHEN WE HIT A SLUMP- WE MAKE LITERALLY NOTHING FOR HOWEVER LONG THAT SLUMP IS. I MADE 160 DOLLARS IN TWO WEEKS DURING ALL THAT SNOW. YEAH. ROUGH STUFF. BUT I STILL LOVE WHAT I DO, AND GENUINELY LIKE THAT I AM REWARDED FOR MY HARD WORK. :)
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Randi Goes All Controversial
So here are a few of my thoughts and opinions on the issues that people get upset about, not all of them because I am indecisive by nature and don't know exactly where I stand on them. But I do have strong opinions on a few. It is impossible to communicate tone over a blog, but I am actually in a really good mood, haha, but these things have been really chapping my ass lately, and I do get passionate about them- and It will translate to everything sounding angry. I apologize for this.
WARNING: If you do not agree with me, that is fine. But do not take it personal, email me, comment, or want to have an in-depth discussion about why because I really don't care. We all have our own opinions on these things...its the beauty of thinking for ourselves. You aren't going to convert me. I respect your opinions, respect mine. Also remember this is a blog, you are free to stop reading at anytime, and you also sought it out after reading the title. Don't act surprised if it isn't all rainbows and butterflies.
1.) Dear Parents, please beat your children.
In the industry I work in, the food service industry, I want to punch kids in the face daily. This is terrible to say- allow me to explain. These children are completely out of control. They are running around the restaurant, screaming, throwing cups full of juice at me...I don't work in a Pizza Hut. I work in an Italian Restaurant. Where people go on dates and drink wine, and I have to wear a friggin button up top and a bistro apron.. I had a kid the other day, about 5 years old, thrust his cup in the air, shake it, starts to beat it on the table and scream "HELLOOOOO?!". His mother thought this was ADORABLE. The only thing worse that the " I have no rules and treat my parents like crap cuz they let me" kids and the ones that throw tantrums and get ice cream. To shut them up. Are you stupid? I actually forgot where I was the other day and looked right at a kid, who was jumping around, screaming and throwing sugar packets, I snapped and said "Hey! Butt in seat!!" The kids eyes got as wide as saucers, he shut his mouth sat down and voluntarily started picking them up. This is when I started to panic.... I was at work. Crap. His mother, who had been sitting there looking like the devastated victim the whole time; looks at me and, Thank God, says "That. was. amazing."
I dont have kids... but I know how hard they can be. My brother is 14 years younger than me. I spent alot of my adolescent life babysitting lots of different kids before I got a job. Don't tell me its impossible to get them to mind. If you can get them to without laying a finger on them more power to ya, otherwise you'd be amazed at how much their manners will improve if you will smack em on the ass every now and then.
2.) Homosexuality- To Each Their Own
Holy Christ. This irks me more than anything else probably. Who has the right to judge anyone on a sexual preference in a relationship involving 2 consenting adults?? Who has the right to judge anyone else at all?
"Its says so in the BIBLE!!"- Bitch have you ever read the entire Bible? It says all kinds of stuff we arent supposed to do! Cut our hair, wear rings, football, tattoos, polyester or fabric blends, Divorce, birth control, eat friggin shellfish....also the way it is stated in bible was in reference to men and small boys....what is now known as child molestation/abuse. Theologians have confirmed this. Look it up.
To each their own- basically let people live their own lives and make their own choices. They aren't butting their way into your life so kindly see yourself out of theirs. If you were to meet someone on the street that was gay but you had no way of knowing, and you actually talked to them, and got past what you think you know about them and their choices, you would see two eyes, a nose, a mouth. Hear a laugh, make conversation, find out you both grew up in the same city. You find a person. Someone worthy of respect. Someone you are glad you met. To have an opinion you have to see both sides, therefore be open-minded...otherwise you are just ignorant.
3.) I have no money boo-hoo.
I can't count how many people complain about money and do nothing to change their situation. Who do a job making close to minimum wage that takes very little effort, and their main problem is fighting boredom, to act surprised when they get paid for their little effort and whine incessantly. I (usually) make good money- guess what- I run my ASS off. I come home sweaty, dirty, stinky and dead tired. I don't have time, to spend time whining. I know its frustrating, I know its easier said than done, but get another JOB. Make an effort for goodness sakes. or HUSH. because of you aren't doing anything to change- we are all sick of hearing about it. Thats like "awww im so fat"...donut donut donut. It isn't rocket science.
4.)Misery loves company-Human Buzzkill
Do you know people like this? Negative Nancy, cant be happy about anything or for anyone. Its always how bad it is for them, how nothing ever goes right....so the sit and wallow and whine. Blame everyone else. We all have our moments or our days. Heck I do. Its natural. But goodnight...sometimes I just wanna slap these people. Its every day all the time. Find a hobby!
5.) In the words of Jon's Dad- "Facebook-in"
Im so sick of people using facebook as a middle school hallway. A place to get into other people's conversations and stir-up drama, get all offended, un-friend people.....seriously....and be all passive aggressive. Status update "I wish this B would just mind her own business!!" Makes me wanna say "have the balls to tell us who you're talking about pansy ass." This seems totally opposite of what I'm saying until I explain- middle school hallway. Whisper Whisper, Deny, Deny, Deny. Fake smiles and all. Hate it. I'm not saying everyone should insult each other freely and start throwing virtual rotten tomatoes, but stay out of conversations that arent about you, let people fight THEIR OWN battles. If you are trying to spare someones feelings thats one thing- but being to much of a coward to tackle a situation head on is another.
and thats a wrap. Haha. Hope no one got to stirred up. One thing you dont have to worry about with me- Im not 2 faced. I'm me. Always. I live in the grey. I respect others opinions even though I obviously have my own. Aggressive some may say- They used to call that Honesty.
WARNING: If you do not agree with me, that is fine. But do not take it personal, email me, comment, or want to have an in-depth discussion about why because I really don't care. We all have our own opinions on these things...its the beauty of thinking for ourselves. You aren't going to convert me. I respect your opinions, respect mine. Also remember this is a blog, you are free to stop reading at anytime, and you also sought it out after reading the title. Don't act surprised if it isn't all rainbows and butterflies.
1.) Dear Parents, please beat your children.
In the industry I work in, the food service industry, I want to punch kids in the face daily. This is terrible to say- allow me to explain. These children are completely out of control. They are running around the restaurant, screaming, throwing cups full of juice at me...I don't work in a Pizza Hut. I work in an Italian Restaurant. Where people go on dates and drink wine, and I have to wear a friggin button up top and a bistro apron.. I had a kid the other day, about 5 years old, thrust his cup in the air, shake it, starts to beat it on the table and scream "HELLOOOOO?!". His mother thought this was ADORABLE. The only thing worse that the " I have no rules and treat my parents like crap cuz they let me" kids and the ones that throw tantrums and get ice cream. To shut them up. Are you stupid? I actually forgot where I was the other day and looked right at a kid, who was jumping around, screaming and throwing sugar packets, I snapped and said "Hey! Butt in seat!!" The kids eyes got as wide as saucers, he shut his mouth sat down and voluntarily started picking them up. This is when I started to panic.... I was at work. Crap. His mother, who had been sitting there looking like the devastated victim the whole time; looks at me and, Thank God, says "That. was. amazing."
I dont have kids... but I know how hard they can be. My brother is 14 years younger than me. I spent alot of my adolescent life babysitting lots of different kids before I got a job. Don't tell me its impossible to get them to mind. If you can get them to without laying a finger on them more power to ya, otherwise you'd be amazed at how much their manners will improve if you will smack em on the ass every now and then.
2.) Homosexuality- To Each Their Own
Holy Christ. This irks me more than anything else probably. Who has the right to judge anyone on a sexual preference in a relationship involving 2 consenting adults?? Who has the right to judge anyone else at all?
"Its says so in the BIBLE!!"- Bitch have you ever read the entire Bible? It says all kinds of stuff we arent supposed to do! Cut our hair, wear rings, football, tattoos, polyester or fabric blends, Divorce, birth control, eat friggin shellfish....also the way it is stated in bible was in reference to men and small boys....what is now known as child molestation/abuse. Theologians have confirmed this. Look it up.
To each their own- basically let people live their own lives and make their own choices. They aren't butting their way into your life so kindly see yourself out of theirs. If you were to meet someone on the street that was gay but you had no way of knowing, and you actually talked to them, and got past what you think you know about them and their choices, you would see two eyes, a nose, a mouth. Hear a laugh, make conversation, find out you both grew up in the same city. You find a person. Someone worthy of respect. Someone you are glad you met. To have an opinion you have to see both sides, therefore be open-minded...otherwise you are just ignorant.
3.) I have no money boo-hoo.
I can't count how many people complain about money and do nothing to change their situation. Who do a job making close to minimum wage that takes very little effort, and their main problem is fighting boredom, to act surprised when they get paid for their little effort and whine incessantly. I (usually) make good money- guess what- I run my ASS off. I come home sweaty, dirty, stinky and dead tired. I don't have time, to spend time whining. I know its frustrating, I know its easier said than done, but get another JOB. Make an effort for goodness sakes. or HUSH. because of you aren't doing anything to change- we are all sick of hearing about it. Thats like "awww im so fat"...donut donut donut. It isn't rocket science.
4.)Misery loves company-Human Buzzkill
Do you know people like this? Negative Nancy, cant be happy about anything or for anyone. Its always how bad it is for them, how nothing ever goes right....so the sit and wallow and whine. Blame everyone else. We all have our moments or our days. Heck I do. Its natural. But goodnight...sometimes I just wanna slap these people. Its every day all the time. Find a hobby!
5.) In the words of Jon's Dad- "Facebook-in"
Im so sick of people using facebook as a middle school hallway. A place to get into other people's conversations and stir-up drama, get all offended, un-friend people.....seriously....and be all passive aggressive. Status update "I wish this B would just mind her own business!!" Makes me wanna say "have the balls to tell us who you're talking about pansy ass." This seems totally opposite of what I'm saying until I explain- middle school hallway. Whisper Whisper, Deny, Deny, Deny. Fake smiles and all. Hate it. I'm not saying everyone should insult each other freely and start throwing virtual rotten tomatoes, but stay out of conversations that arent about you, let people fight THEIR OWN battles. If you are trying to spare someones feelings thats one thing- but being to much of a coward to tackle a situation head on is another.
and thats a wrap. Haha. Hope no one got to stirred up. One thing you dont have to worry about with me- Im not 2 faced. I'm me. Always. I live in the grey. I respect others opinions even though I obviously have my own. Aggressive some may say- They used to call that Honesty.
Friday, February 11, 2011
I love you not knowing how, or why or from where...
Valentines Day has never been my favorite holiday, even in the years I have had someone to share it with; I never put alot of stock into it. It doesn't take alot of thought or personalization to decide what to purchase...and as cynical as it sounds, Roses and candy can be bought at Homeland at the last minute on your way home from work. Now...not to take anything away from these things....but i love things that are personal...and require alot of thought. Careful planning, and take what makes me "me" into consideration. I realize how that sounds spoiled and selfish, but the point is this: do you feel cherished every day? or just on a day when society obviously pushes, markets and pokes and prods, and basically forces your significant other to cherish you....or they are a giant horses ass.
My boyfriend is not the most romantic of sorts (sorry babe). It's a little lost on him.... he laughs at my romantic comedies, he mutters "that would NEVER happen" when they give their big "I love you speech" at the end of every single one, he thinks fancy restaurants are over-priced, and every deliberate compliment for 4 and a half years is followed by an insult/joke. He can't help himself. lol.
Sometimes I could just murder him. I want romance, danget.Sometimes I get a bit worried, i know it isnt necessarily a "cornerstone" in a life with someone, but a main problem is losing each other...getting to busy to stop and appreciate one another If we have already lost the little bit we have in 4 and a half years...what about the rest of our lives?
BUT:........................
That man adores me. Sounds arrogant...but its kind of true. He says more with a look, a smile, a raised eyebrow, than any conversation i've ever had with anyone else. I have loved, and lost. I have wept over what I believed to be failure. I have been so angry I could rip him in half.....seriously. But no one understands me, accepts me, suprises me, and completes me like he does. I feel that every day. So maybe Valentines Day isn't my favorite, because it seems overdone, cheesy and a little fake. But what we have is real....and I hope the rest of you are as happy as I am :) The best words i have ever found to express this is a poem by Pablo Neruda....Read it slowly. Read between the lines. Figure out what he is really saying. Enjoy. :)
I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom and carries
hidden within itself the light of those flowers,
and thanks to your love, darkly in my body
lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you simply, without complexities or pride:
I love you because I know no other way than this
but this, in which there is no I or you,
so close that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so close that when your eyes close, I fall asleep.
My boyfriend is not the most romantic of sorts (sorry babe). It's a little lost on him.... he laughs at my romantic comedies, he mutters "that would NEVER happen" when they give their big "I love you speech" at the end of every single one, he thinks fancy restaurants are over-priced, and every deliberate compliment for 4 and a half years is followed by an insult/joke. He can't help himself. lol.
Sometimes I could just murder him. I want romance, danget.Sometimes I get a bit worried, i know it isnt necessarily a "cornerstone" in a life with someone, but a main problem is losing each other...getting to busy to stop and appreciate one another If we have already lost the little bit we have in 4 and a half years...what about the rest of our lives?
BUT:........................
That man adores me. Sounds arrogant...but its kind of true. He says more with a look, a smile, a raised eyebrow, than any conversation i've ever had with anyone else. I have loved, and lost. I have wept over what I believed to be failure. I have been so angry I could rip him in half.....seriously. But no one understands me, accepts me, suprises me, and completes me like he does. I feel that every day. So maybe Valentines Day isn't my favorite, because it seems overdone, cheesy and a little fake. But what we have is real....and I hope the rest of you are as happy as I am :) The best words i have ever found to express this is a poem by Pablo Neruda....Read it slowly. Read between the lines. Figure out what he is really saying. Enjoy. :)
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom and carries
hidden within itself the light of those flowers,
and thanks to your love, darkly in my body
lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you simply, without complexities or pride:
I love you because I know no other way than this
but this, in which there is no I or you,
so close that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so close that when your eyes close, I fall asleep.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Fairytales
What girl doesn't want the grand gesture? Pretty dresses, dancing, the moment in the rain when the kiss is so strong you feel like you have no legs...basically every romantic film i've ever seen has had one or all of these, and as much as I tell myself it's unrealistic, and that's not every day life, I feel myself getting sucked in every time. I love my boyfriend; more than I love anyone in the world. Most of the time it is the little things that make me love him even more, like last night when I had a little to much wine and he knocked out the rest of the beer in the fridge and we had the brilliant idea of baking brownies at midnight- with no eggs. Haha. It was a chocolaty gooey mess. Delicious though. Ugh I went on a tangent- anyways- about 85 percent of the time this keeps me more than happy...but every great once and a while I want ROMANCE. I want him to not be so......every day. I want dancing for no reason, I want candles and rose petals, I want a suprise weekend getaway like I planned for him a few years ago, I want thought and effort haha. This sounds awful- because he is the best person I know. He's selfless, and patient, he does the dishes lol, he accepts that I sometimes have a bipolar 5 minute rampage when I can find anything in our tiny apartment- so this really is my only constant complaint. Its a futile one; it's not malicious or on purpose on his end, but I can't help but wish there was more cheesiness in our relationship haha. Sincere cheesiness. I have said something a few times- but i feel like such agre complaining about anything since he is so good to me. I just wish he'd want it too, and come up with these things on his own. Boo. No romantic comedies for me for a while- they are ruining me. lol
Monday, December 13, 2010
Who I am- My Love
Twirling in a computer chair
trying to find the words
what makes me....me?
So different than others.
The same streaked hair, eyes, nose and mouth as so many.
The same cold feet, the same chewed cuticles.
The same old toothbrush.
The same jeans as she, the same lip gloss as another, the same boots as one more.
Loving you makes me myself
I am different, beautiful and brave.
I stand out in a room, my laugh can be heard for miles.
A short glance, a secret smile.
an inside joke.
Hair intertwined on one pillow, impossible to separate strand by strand.
No words Necessary.
No careful phrasing, no choked tears.
No unanswered questions.
One glance, one syllable, one breath.
and all is understood.
My flaws are adored, my weaknesses are strengths, my habits are unique.
My eyes are a shade only you would recognize in a sea of blues.
all of these and more, are why I love you.
trying to find the words
what makes me....me?
So different than others.
The same streaked hair, eyes, nose and mouth as so many.
The same cold feet, the same chewed cuticles.
The same old toothbrush.
The same jeans as she, the same lip gloss as another, the same boots as one more.
Loving you makes me myself
I am different, beautiful and brave.
I stand out in a room, my laugh can be heard for miles.
A short glance, a secret smile.
an inside joke.
Hair intertwined on one pillow, impossible to separate strand by strand.
No words Necessary.
No careful phrasing, no choked tears.
No unanswered questions.
One glance, one syllable, one breath.
and all is understood.
My flaws are adored, my weaknesses are strengths, my habits are unique.
My eyes are a shade only you would recognize in a sea of blues.
all of these and more, are why I love you.
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