2004-06-30 - 10:57 a.m. Uncle's Inspiration I was just reminded about how miserable a time I had when I was a server. I started off as a dishwasher, which, in fact, was worse in the sense I smelled like fish all the time and I was totally fucking shit on the entire time I washed dishes. However I also royally sucked at washing dishes, so they let Kerbang do it, as they moved me to host. As a host, life was fine. But the big bucks were in serving. So I moved to serving and learn the dregs of humanity as I saw how people treated the people waiting on them. You really get to see the worst in people when they eat. It brings the worst out in me too. I am passive aggressive, unlike some others, and boy oh boy, if someone pissed me off. Lets just say this. Don�t piss off your waiter. I remember this one guy who asked me if the lobster I was going to serve him was male or female. I don�t know you freaking idiot. How about you have sex with it and see if it lays eggs or gives you the claw reach around. He was a triumphant idiot. But nothing pisses me off more than the dutch. Those guys bring picnic baskets into the restaurant and order water, or something stupid like �more bread� as they don�t really order anything off the menu. Then when their check comes to 3.75 cents. They leave 3.50 and leave. I wanted to skewer them with a � skewer� Oh crap. My anger degenerated into mush. I don�t serve anymore. | |||||||||||
