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I'm no doctor, but I'm pretty sure this bitch needs medication...I recently took a job as a server. I am not new to this line of work, I have worked in a few high paced places over the course of twelve years. It is what I know, and I like it. I used to train new servers at my former job- which was in a different town. This is why the new job. Anyway, I started up at this new restaurant. I understood when I took this job that the owner was a bit particular about how she liked things done. No problem. I respect that every place has their own way of doing things. I am willing to put aside what I am used to doing, to do it the way it is done here. I had no qualms about starting out slow, following her around, and taking only 3-4 table sections the first week. I am very experienced, but it's her restaurant. The first four days on the job were smooth sailing. I learned the menu quickly. I learned the computer, which is very simple to use. In fact, it was so smooth that I was certain I would be in regular mode at the start of my second week. So. My second week began. I looked at the seating chart. My section was highlighted in blue. There were five tables in my section. Yippee! I'm ready to roll and start making my tips now. I had four tables going at once. Perfect. My fifth table is sat, so I greet them and take the drink order. They knew exactly what they wanted (the special), so I took the order. I get then their drinks and their salads, and as I am walking out a server comes up to me and says the seating chart is messed up. Even though it has that fifth table in my section, it is actually his table. I apologized to him, he said it was not my fault. He said he would transfer it in the computer, I said no problem. Here are the drinks, the salads, and the order is in. He had to ask the boss to make the transfer, since the kitchen already recieved the order. This is where it gets crazy. The boss lady flipped out. She screamed at me "I told you you couldn't take a five table section, you are not smooth enough for this yet!!!!! You had not right to take that fucking table!!! You had no right to transfer this fucking table!!!! " Then in front of the patrons, and to my co workers she screams "She doesn't know what the fuck she's doing!!! She has fucking salads on here and everything!!!" Then she turns to me "Do you fucking hear what I am saying?!!!??? You are not ready for a five table section!!!!" I needless to say, was PISSED. I said, yeah. I can't help but hear you. I'm doing a great job. I haven't had one problem. Then she screamed "I'm looking at it from a customers standpoint!!!!!" What the fuck is this bitch screaming about? I had not made any mistakes on my orders. I was flying solo- smoothly. My customers were very happy. It was a normal- and wonderful- night up until I took that table that was marked in my section, that I was not told I was not supposed to take. In fact it was her fault because she made the chart, and she was twisting it to make it look like I was a bumbling idiot, and she tried to humiliate me in front of co workers and customers. My customers heard her big mouth. I was staying calm, despite the embarassment, but my customers were feeling pretty bad for me. I didn't like that, that was more embarassing than anything. I ignored her the rest of the night. Then she came up and apologized! How the fuck do you think I will accept an apology after getting cussed out, bad mouthed, and insulted? Like I said, serving is what I have always done. I was offended she would say untrue things in a fit of rage over her mistake. She's a fat, whiny voiced, bitch. She's a character-type, they work in all industries, middle managers, jobsworths, this is their little empire, their small piece of power and they've brown nosed for it for so long they are terrified of relinquishing any control, terrified of new ideas and outsiders. they are your worst nightmare and every job has one. You've got three choices - frame her and get her fired, leave or push her down the wet stairs after clean-up. She is completely off her game! I hate those types of people that think they are so above you and when they falter in the slightest you get the blame because of course they could never admit to being along the same level you are and making mistakes! I just don't know you stood there and took it....I would have lost the plot, yelled at her and stormed out...or else cried in private afterwards. One of the two anyway. A person can't apologize for that kind of meltdown, lack of control, and terrible lack of respect for her employees. She obviously has NO control at times. She's personally insulted and humiliated you in front of coworkers and customers and can't take that back. I say find another job ASAP. Geez, what a bitch this lady. If you don't really want to keep the job, just pull her aside and tell her she was a total bitch to you. Some people have personal problems and take them out on others. Maybe she hasn't had a good lay in a while and is stressed out. What a bitch. she and her husband own this place, which is a very lovely restaurant/bar. I like the actual job- but she is pathetic. Pushing her down some wet stairs is funny to imagine.(of course I would never really do such a horrible thing) Last night after what she said I got through by imagining her head combusting like a watermelon with a stick of dynamite in it. Not nice, but it made me laugh after the way she verbally assaulted me. Funny how we play mind games with ourselves to cope with some of these "gems" in life. lol.. I wouldn't cry, but I did sorta want to beat her ass. I was confused. She was acting so nuts that I didn't know if I wanted to punch her or call an ambulance for her. Nope. Her apology is as about as wanted as used toilet paper. She smeared shit on my opinion of her and she can try to wipe it off, but the stain will always be there... lol... ;) She has no self control. It truly is sickening. I don't know if her husband lays her or not, but she is rotten.(her husband is very cool by the way) I like the job in and of itself, and I will wait and see what happens. I figure she acts that way because she likes to press people down/ and or initiate a full blown confontation. I won't bend, but I won't give in to the temptation to fix her pigish nose for her either. (Bitch looks like Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum from alice in wonderland... )I will probably laugh at her. I bet that will bruise he little fucking power trip. lol... I gotta go now actually. I'll update on what happens. :) See ya later! My guess is manic. I am not trying to be funny either, I think she has a problem, but I don't know what it will be like working this way or if I want to put up with it. Tonight she was all smiles and sunshine. Very bizarre. Seems like I will never know if she's gonna blow up or act like a civilized human being. Based on what I was listening to from the chatter of my co- workers -people are saying things like "she's in a good mood... wonder how long it will last" "looks like she's gonna stay that way" etc... Interesting. Will have to see what unfolds. Despite her good mood and my twelve years of experience, I was still only getting 2-3 tables at one time and she was not permitting me to take tables over 2-3 people. I consequently didnt make jack shit, and quite frankly it pisses me off. I waited a week and was fully cooperative in that training time. It isinsulting to be treated like a newbie to the game. Her place is great- not 5-star or table cloth-, so there is no mystery to running the floor. It's the same basic thing as everywhere else. :( Didn't help to hear the server who had an 8 table section and 5 tops or better all night go on about the splendor of the season and the fat tips they were giving her. Well, definitely ur boss needs to be hospitalized and honestly I believe that medicine schools should dedicate a specialized section for studying 'Bitchology'! What I see from your story is not so different from another 'bitchy' case I am working with. Mainly, case studies should concentrate on the common symptoms in these bitches. Mine, however, does not shout much! She is extremely talented in 'confidential mails' writing. You would never hear her scream or shout. The scenario order mainly goes as follows: first of all she would give you this 'penetrating' stare, then smile at you assuringly and tells you 'no problem whatsoever, sweets, just go to your office'. Scene 2: She would call the office boy, ask for a cup of coffee, close her door and sit to her computer. Even if you are in another office, you can hear the 'extacy' of her fingertips on the keyboard while happily working on a new masterpiece 'CONFIDENTIAL' e-mail to the executive bastard. The executive bastard, so helpless and powerless next to her would read the e-mail, express with sorrow that he is 'not at all amused' with what this employee has done and then would forward the email back to her to take action, then back to him to send out of his mailbox. The bitch would then play stupid, and sit so happily with her 'proud' breasts out of the 'babydoll' she wears for the office, smoking her cigarette, with one leg on another uncovering a pair of wonderful 'hooker's' stockings. If your boss's loud shouts and hot-temper get on your nerves, you are most welcome to replace her with my 'cold-blooded' bitch. Well, definitely ur boss needs to be hospitalized and honestly I believe that medicine schools should dedicate a specialized section for studying 'Bitchology'! What I see from your story is not so different from another 'bitchy' case I am working with. Mainly, case studies should concentrate on the common symptoms in these bitches. Mine, however, does not shout much! She is extremely talented in 'confidential mails' writing. You would never hear her scream or shout. The scenario order mainly goes as follows: first of all she would give you this 'penetrating' stare, then smile at you assuringly and tells you 'no problem whatsoever, sweets, just go to your office'. Scene 2: She would call the office boy, ask for a cup of coffee, close her door and sit to her computer. Even if you are in another office, you can hear the 'extacy' of her fingertips on the keyboard while happily working on a new masterpiece 'CONFIDENTIAL' e-mail to the executive bastard. The executive bastard, so helpless and powerless next to her would read the e-mail, express with sorrow that he is 'not at all amused' with what this employee has done and then would forward the email back to her to take action, then back to him to send out of his mailbox. The bitch would then play stupid, and sit so happily with her 'proud' breasts out of the 'babydoll' she wears for the office, smoking her cigarette, with one leg on another uncovering a pair of wonderful 'hooker's' stockings. If your boss's loud shouts and hot-temper get on your nerves, you are most welcome to replace her with my 'cold-blooded' bitch. indeed... this is something that merits scientific exploration...lol... :) I can't say I would wanted to replace mine with yours either though. She sounds like a real piece of work herself. Something stuck out in what you said about your "cold blooded bitch". My boss is not a sexy thang at all, but she does pride herself on her enormous breasts and can often be found bragging about them. I actually saw her jiggle them at a homosexual couple that frequents her establishment. The man replied with a laugh... "well,you know that does nothing for me..." I'm not sure those udders do anything for anyone... except her. Cut the brake lines on her car. That should make you feel better. Sounds like the hospitality industry thats for sure... a boss tried to do that to me once... we were Understaffed, we had run out of nearly every single bloody meal due to the long weekend for christmas and no suppliers were operating and we were flat out. I had a 30 seat section I had to look after by myself. Anyway I inadvertantly ordered a meal that we had run out of during the course of the night but I hadn't been told. One of the bosses (there were 2 business partners) started screaming at me "What are you stupid, everyone was told, you must be an idiot!" I looked at him, said "Fuck you" got my bag and walked out... left them in the middle of that nightmare night with 30 tables with nobody to look after them and a restaurant full off pissed off customers cause the meals were slow and the service was bad. The other boss called me the next day saying sorry sorry sorry what can we do that will make you come back. My answer- "Nothing" they got left with NO staff memebers everyone was quitting because it was such a hell hole to work in... the week after I walked out because so many people had quit there was only going to be 2 waitresses and the supervisor left as floor staff when there used to be about 10. I was also the longest standing staff member when I left. Hospitality sucks! I just want peace when I work. Peace in the sense of the usual bullshit that goes with the game. That does not** I repeat** DOES NOT include psychopathic outbursts.lol... Haven't had any problems since that night, but I have to say, there is always the anticipation of it happening again unexpectedly. Believe it or not a customer said "so you're the new victim, huh?". He said a few things as a matter of fact. Enough to make me believe my initial reaction of something being "off" about her must be right on. So, keeping that in mind I am going just going to be watchful. I understand there is a difference between having a real medical issue and just being a bitch, but it's hard to tell sometimes. Either way it sure as hell isn't easy to pull through it when the rage is unleashed on you. On a lighter note, I still think the business is great. I'm making money, so I can't complain on that front. I'll make sure to update if I get that "fuck this job" feeling... lol.... :P What a nightmare Slave Girl! Shit, that would be enough to make me walk. I got screamed at, but wasn't being seated for shit, so I didn't have that particular stress of the customer to deal with. If I had my situation might have turned out differently. I think you did the right thing. I hope they learned how to run a business right after that. Well, my one line bio. is that I have done every imaginable type of job in America - from waiting tables to television to IT - and there is just something "special" about restaurant managers. They have a unique type of ragey-assholishness. Yes, there are rage-filled assholes all over corporate America, but restaurant lifers have a special kind of stupid going for them. I can understand that it is stressful for a restaurant owner. I get it, it's their money they are trying to protect. But, screaming at the staff and treating them like shit... can't respect it. This lady is "special" in the sense that you mentioned for sure... lol... ;-) ...a place that I have worked where there hasn't been a total twat like her working there. In my current job my manager is always screaming at the underlings in front of paying customers....and when you shout back at him, he says "How dare you speak to me that way in front of the customers"...ironic isn't it? I still work there, and I like the job part. She, of course, is still a raving lunatic bitch. Sometimes I have to laugh though. She reminds me of a spoiled little rich girl, folding her arms and pouting. If that doesn't work she screams. When that lacks reaction she pouts some more. Gawd. Twat is the perfect word for her. I'm putting that one in my files... lol.. |
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