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Oh Nah Uh

Oh Nah Uh

| August 9, 2011 | 9 Comments

It has come to my attention that it does not matter if you work at Ruth’s Chris or McDonald’s, there are always going to be customers that try to scam the system. Take for example a situation I encountered recently at work: Imagine a bustling Saturday night, people crammed into our small waiting area by […]

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Not my ID-ea of a good time

Not my ID-ea of a good time

| May 21, 2011 | 0 Comments

Oh spring just brings out the best in people, doesn’t it? It’s so much fun to spend hours outside while the days start to get longer and warmer, and who doesn’t enjoy a cocktail this time of year? I, for one, am all about it. I am NOT all about obnoxious midshipmen and their families […]

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I Need Some Yelp Here!

I Need Some Yelp Here!

| January 26, 2011 | 2 Comments

In day to day life, everyone has the chance of encountering all sorts of different people. Sometimes those people are genuinely very nice, and other times they are flat out obnoxious. Take for example a customer I waited on a few weeks ago. It was a busy weekday night and this particular gentleman was seated […]

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I Work Hard For The Money

I Work Hard For The Money

| December 9, 2010 | 1 Comment

I was faced with the unusual, but not altogether rare, situation last week where I was over-tipped. And when I say “over-tipped” I don’t mean a generous table that had left me more than the typical 18-20%. I’m pretty sure that my customers at this particular table left me a fifty dollar bill when in […]

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Excuuuuuuse Me?

Excuuuuuuse Me?

| June 3, 2010 | 4 Comments

So, I just got home from work and was so irked by this woman tonight I had to vent, the dog wasn’t having any of it, so here you go! I was in the middle of taking an order from one of my tables when I spy out of the corner of my eye, two […]

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Kids

Kids

| May 10, 2010 | 0 Comments

Kids. They’re great. I don’t have any myself but after teaching, coaching, and babysitting, I’m ready to give them back after my allotted time. Sure when I have my own it will probably be different, but cleaning up after kids in the restaurant makes me realize that my OCD could never handle it on a […]

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