Dead. That's it. Dead. $330 in sales--ALL DAY. I pulled a double today, but I have to admit, even though it was slow, I wasn't really bothered by the lack of patrons. Hey, I payed my rent today, I don't really start scrambling until later in the month. I usually have a couple "free" days through the month...it's bound to happen--it's in the hands of the restaurant gods.
One reason today wasn't so bad is that I was working with some of my favorite people--that always helps a slow day: interesting conversation.
P.S. I hated all my tables today. Some days, I'm not fazed by people at all; some days, I enjoy my tables, and other days, I hate them all. That day was today. (Except I did have two guys who asked: "Where exactly are we?" Then, I definitely gave them a funny look because he quickly followed with, "We're from New York, and we're passin' through, headin' home." That explained everything, but it was a really funny question.)
3 comments:
I'm just thankful I can't work until next week - I am assuming this is going to be a brutally slow week! I think slow days are when the tables really can make you insane...
It's funny how that goes, whether or not you hate your tables sometimes has nothing at all to do with the tables themselves. Some days one just has to be a misanthrope.
I hate all my tables when it's really really slow. I wish them death as they walk out the door while I'm flipping them off behind their backs. But that's only on slow days :)
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