You know I thought that because I will be leaving this waitressing thing behind me in less than 2 weeks, that my patience level would somehow grow. I was wrong. Let's explore yet again how truly fucked up people can be...
Last night we had a reservation for a party of 30 people who were celebrating a surprise 21st birthday. Me and another server, whom I will call S, had to share this party which took up both of our sections. No big deal, we do this kinda thing all the time.
I was a little shocked that because it was a 21st birthday, the woman in charge would not allow anyone to drink any alcohol. Ok whatever, it was a "family" dinner. The parents of the birthday girl had pre-ordered the venue, giving the guests a choice of 3 chicken dinners. Um, what happened to a little variety? Not everybody wants chicken, how bout a seafood selection or beef? Whatever I just do what I am told.
I don't want to bore you with all the little details of these very demanding customers, so I'll cut to the chase. After the 3 hours that they were there, everyone was oohing and awwing over the food and the service. Big warning sign; that is what we in the business call "the kiss of death". I should have known then that I was going to need some lubricant cause we sure were gonna get fucked.
The check came to $550. Now keep in mind that the 2 servers working this party are spliting the tip. Not only that but we also didn't have ANY other tables besides this one. I collect the charge slip and casually look down....$80. WTF! We just busted our asses for 3 hours and we get to split 80 bucks...$40 a piece. Oh for Christ's sake people.
The silver lining in this whole fucked up situation is that in 2 more weeks I will never ever have to be slighted on a tip!