tips

I love working in a restaurant. I love it. I love working in the back, I love working with the customers. Most customers. We have a guy and his son and they come into our RR maybe once every couple of weeks. They are so great. Yeah, they give me a hard time...but they talk to me like a human being...they joke, they laugh, they're great. I have a lot of regulars come in without notice. But these guys have been in my section once, said they'd ask for my section next time, and they did.
Oh, and then we have a night like last. Pretty slow...not much going on. I again got talked into closing. We sent some servers home and so the night was decent. I hate stupid people. You have questions: ask. I'll be happy to answer them. You wanna know the price: read the menu! There's a tip for you. And teenagers, why are they such bad tippers? Their parents are giving them money, (or what they're working 10 hours a week in between gossip and class and homecoming.) So not only was my table teenagers....tough to deal with already, but thought they were getting ripped off...which of course makes any teenager want to make a scene. They were wrong...you gotta pay for what you ordered. Anyways...then I got busy within like 15 minutes of closing...shitty. And I volunteered to go in on my day off...shitty. Oh well...maybe I'll have some regulars today!