So my bosses are very nice and kind people who have been VERY lenient with my attendance (do you call it attendance?) at work. So I'm VERY patient with them when "things" happen.
"Things" like:
Bossman- "Order ready!"
Me- "What is it?"
BM- "Chicken basil!"
Me- "Okay, thank you!"
I bring the "chicken basil" to the customer and return to wait for the next order.
BM- "Order ready!"
Me- "What's this one?"
BM- "Chicken basil!"
Me- "O-wait... I only had one chicken basil for this order."
BM-"Yeah! This is chicken basil!"
Me- "Then what did I just take out?!"
BM- "Chicken pad ped!"
Me- *alskhglkdjgliaeuryhtlkd*
Or this:
BM- "You call 'phone company' and tell them no pay bill this month!"
Me- "What? Why?"
BM- "No money."
Or this:
BM- "You explain better for me."
Me- "Okay you gotta-"
BM- "I know, man!"
:) I am a very patient person.
But today, I was pushed past my breaking point. Not with my bosses. No. My co-worker. Mrs. Knowitall. She's such a bitch. I really do hate her, but I am "nice" when we are at work because having a bad relationship with someone you work with is like a death wish. I probably signed mine today.
I normally put up with Mrs. Knowitall because well what else am I gonna do? She was working there before I was, so it's not like I have seniority when it comes to certain things. She gets the first table that sits down. She picks which duty she wants to do. Like the courtesies you should give to either a female or an elder. (And she does qualify in both categories)
Mrs. Knowitall makes snide little comments ALL the time. Drives me insane, but being patient and having the ability to tune out a lot of stuff, I just don't pay any attention to it.
Today, I was in pain. My body is still in recovery mode from my surgery from the 5th. I'm grouchy from the after-effects of Lupron. I'm running out of patience and it's happening very quickly.
It was okay when I first walked in. I was tolerating her. She was being annoying like usual. If you could hear her voice, you would understand. She reminds me of Fran Drescher. Anyways, we were okay. But then people started coming in and she started complaining about how she didn't wear her belt because she thought we were going to be slow today. I told her to never guess how business is going to be. Just come prepared to work. You would think that after 20 years of being a waitress (which is something she reminds me of OVER AND OVER again) she would understand this very clearly. But she doesn't. She did this super exasperated sigh thing that pisses me off instantly whenever I hear it because I know she's just looking for more attention. I kept making drinks for my table. She made her noise again. I ignored her again. Then she walked away. See? Normally works like a charm.
She has a table of 10 people walk in. No biggie. She can handle that. Table of 8 walks in. I take that one. She takes orders for her food. Everytime someone orders, I ask them if they want their food spicy if it applies to the food they're ordering. Apparently Mrs. Knowitall doesn't do that. I found this out when I went to bring out the food to her table because she had another big table that sat down. I brought the dishes out and told them that I had one spicy dish and the other three were not spicy. Apparently that was wrong. So I went back and checked her ticket. She only wrote spicy for one of them. Three were supposed to be spicy, one mild. I went talk to her and she told me "just give them a spice rack, Janie!"
Hold on. What? If I ordered spicy food and it came out not spicy, I would expect them to remake it. I would expect my waitress to fix this. I wasn't this tables waitress, but I was going to fix this. I brought it to my boss and he told me he couldn't do anything because we had too many orders. At this point in time, I was livid with Mrs. Knowitall. She just kept telling me to give them the spice rack then my boss told me to do the same.
I really didn't want to do this. But I listened to my boss and apologized to the customers and told them I could bring them a spice rack and they could put the peppers in there to make their dishes spicy.
I immediately saw the dissapointment and frustration on their faces. I apologized again and got them the spice racks.
Mrs. Knowitall had the nerve to ask me if I was mad at her. I told her we would talk about it later because there were way too many customers in the restaurant and I didn't want to "make a scene."
After everything calmed down, I pulled her to the side.
Me- look, you need to start specifying whether or not they want their food spicy.
Mrs.- They usually tell me whether or not they want it, so I just didn't write anything because they didn't tell me.
Me- You have to ask them. I ask them. Why can't you ask them?
Mrs.- Because they tell me.
Me- They didn't this time. Some people think that the food is auto-spicy. It's not. They have to request that. You are their waitress, but I was bringing out the food to them. Next time they come in here they're gonna be like "Oh, I don't want Janie as my waitress, she didn't get my order right last time" when it was your fault. All they're going to remember is me bringing out their food and being like "oh, it's not spicy, I can't fix that, but here's some pepper" See where I'm going with this?
Mrs.- They shouldn't be upset with you about that.
Me- Mrs. Knowitall, they shouldn't be upset at all. You should have asked them if their food was to be spicy.
Mrs.- *silence*
I know I may have been a bit bitchy with this, but I was already frustrated. But to my surprise, she did not respond to this. I think I may have shocked her into silence. Like I said, I'm a VERY patient person. I can hold my tongue when I need to. I probably should have there, but convos like this are a daily occurence and I'm losing patience.
But that isn't even the end of it.
So later on, I was making tea because every Airman that we came through the doors either drank sweet tea or water. Our boss being the nice boss that he is asked me if I was hungry. I told him "no thank you" because I had to leave early for class. He asked "You want to-go?" I declined again telling him my reason.
Mrs. Knowitall had just gotten off the phone with her husband
Bossman asked her "You want to eat?"
She started washing cups. "No, Bossman! I don't have time! I'm going to be getting out of here late as it is!"
I turned around and glared into the back of her head. If I was Bossman, I would have told her to go home and don't come back.
He asked her again "You hungry?"
She did that sigh thing that I hate so much. "NO! I SAID I DON'T HAVE TIME! THAT MEANS I DON'T WANT ANYTHING!"
*pop*
there goes my patience...
"He was asking you if you wanted food! Meaning to-go! You don't talk to him like that! He's your boss! You could have just said 'no thank you!'"
*silence*
I think that she thinks because our bosses are Thai that they are stupid. My bosses are the complete opposite of stupid. I respect them for what they've been able to do. Come to a different country and learn a new language. Open a customer service oriented business. That takes balls and brains. She looks down on them and talks down on them all the time. It makes me think of what she thinks of my mom. My mom is Korean, does she think that my mom is stupid? I hope, for her sake, that she doesn't. Because then it would turn into a screaming match mostly on my part.
Anyways...
Five minutes after I yelled at her, she told me "You can just go home now."
I laughed at her. "Leaving you with all the work to do would be my pleasure."
"Bossman, that okay with you?"
He said yes and I told Mrs. Knowitall
"peace."
She texted me and told me to call her. I called back 5 minutes later and her husband told me that something happened with her dad and that she won't be at work tomorrow.
1) That's wrong. Why are you gonna hurt your daddy just so you have an excuse not to see me at work tomorrow?
2) I am a.o.k. with her not showing up. I won't need her tomorrow. It's ORI day 1 for the base. We should be not too busy :)
3) Any day without Mrs. Knowitall is a good day :)
Time for sleep.
"peace" lol
