Five.
Five. That’s how many servers we had tonight.
Two. That’s how many we usually have.
One. How many we needed.
But fine. Fine. I get it. Two of the girls just started. They wanted to ease them into things and making sure I’m nearby to help. I can understand that. But having five people means not a lot of tables per person. Meaning they don’t get the work. Have one new girl tonight, one tomorrow. Give me Sunday off. There you go. Everyone gets tables in a nice, safe environment then get an easy Sunday to try it on their own without me. BUT THAT’S OK. I’M NOT A MANAGER.
On top of that, they completely changed how we do the tickets. And how we put food into the computer. And redid the entire dining room. And renamed all the tables. This afternoon. Right before Friday night rush. And without telling me. While two people just started their training. I swear, sometimes it’s like they don’t think these things through to the next step. Sure, changing these things might make it more convenient for the lady who owns the restaurant next door to understand, but she doesn’t actually work with me. She doesn’t wait tables or anything. So it really doesn’t matter how the dining room is. But fine. Change it. Just let me know. And don’t do it on a Friday. Do it on a Monday, so we can get used to the change before a super busy day.
Took her aside today and had a talk, by the way. Told her that although I’m not a manager, I have worked here the longest, and I do have a lot of experience, and I also happen to be a human being. I’m not saying they have to run things by me, but a heads up or even asking my opinion on something would be nice. I mean, I run that floor. A little respect or forethought towards how I’d feel would be nice, you know? I also told here that yes, everyone left. And yes, I was liked working with them. But I still work there. And I plan on working there. And I want to work there. So everyone needs to stop treating me like I’m there out of spite, or secretly hate everyone or I’m going to quit at the drop of a hat or something. Every day I have this exchange “Hey, what’s with this? That doesn’t seem t-” “You don’t like it? Fucking quit then.” And they call me before every shift to see if I’m coming in.
I told the owner “Listen. I get it. I do. But this kind of stuff is really making my job not fun. I’m a great worker, I don’t ask for anything, and I help out the store and work off the clock. Not to mention I’ve trained everyone in the building myself. I really don’t see why I’m getting treated this way and why I’m not even considered worth asking first or even mentioning you are going to completely change how I do my job.” She apologized, said it wasn’t on purpose or anything and she’d make sure to consider what I said in the future. Which would be great. If her tone gave me any hope that she meant it.
I think I need to kick up my job hunt. I liked my job a lot. But they people there aren’t treating me well, the owners overlook me, and they changed the recipe. So now I don’t even like the food. All that’s keeping me there is the money and the customers. And with all these servers working at the same time (there will now be three to four at a time, until someone quits/gets fired) there’s not enough tables to go around to make money. As for the customers? We lost a lot when Jerry left. And a lot more when we changed the recipe. And we will lose a lot more still once they change more.
Here’s to hoping something turns out alright from all of this.