This post is dedicated to the couple that I endured last night...I HATE YOU!
It was a veryvery slow night and at 10 my boss told me and the other server we could leave (we close at 11) whoo whoo an early night, now I can get some work done on the paper I am writing for class and actually get an extra hour of sleep. Wait not so fast, I had a table that had been done eating for atleast half an hour, but they were having a "meeting" isn't that what conference rooms and offices are for? So as I'm giving them the evil waitress eye don't you know that another table walks in off the street! Damn it all to hell!
It's 10:30 and I could've been home half hour ago but whatever. This couple seems to notice their surroundings and asks me if it's too late to get something to eat. I try in my most sincerest voice to not tell them to get the fuck outta here! They were very conscious of the fact that it was late and they said that they wouldn't keep me they were gonna eat and run. Ok.
Don't you know like 3 minutes after the new couple sits down, my other table is ready to leave! Damn it if they would'a just left 10 minutes ago all would be well with the world, but no such luck.
So I serve the couple and expect that since it is now 11:15 and they are the only people in the place and they said they'd be fast, they'd be leaving. Nope!
These fuckers continuted to sit there until 11:45, an hour and 45 minutes after the fact that I couldve been showered, studied, and in bed! I hate people!
Monday, December 7, 2009
I spent the weekend at what you could call a "training session" for medical coding. The woman giving the seminar called it a Coding Blitz and after the 16 hours I spent in that room, I now understand what she meant. I feel like Big Ben Rothlesburger right now! I've been blitzed and I can't get up!
In seriousness I am glad I went. I learned an awful lot that I didn't know about code selection and I also met 2 women who are going to pass my resume on to their bosses for me. I'm hoping to get an externship out of this! I'm coming around to the home stretch of my academic training and honestly I'm a little afraid!
As much as I want to get out of the restaurant industry; it is ALL I know! I've been waiting on tables since I was 13 years old and I've never held any other kind of job. Will I let this defeat me? No, of course not, but being the hyper freak that hates change I've got to spew my fears on to my fellow bloggers! I am afraid (don't let this get out, my rep as bitchy, hardass waitress will suffer) I won't find anyone willing to hire me.
I've done all the prep work: I've written the resume, the cover page, I've put together a portfolio, I've maintained a 3.98 GPA and I've gotten tons of professor's recommendations, but still...I'm being torn from my comfort zone and I don't like it! Just thinking about going on interviews and describing myself makes me throw up a little in my mouth! Just being honest.
Any suggestions out there for a hopeless nonprofessional hard-ass waitress?