Miss Manners

I just wanted to remind some of you that I am not all bitch all the time. Just mostly bitch most of the time. And vacation is good.

xo,
The Bitchy Waiter

I get a lot of comments and flack from people who question my bitchy ways and ask me why I keep this job if it’s so fucking miserable and demeaning. Most of these comments probably come from people who have never had to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous food service and maybe they don’t understand my point of view. Waiting tables is like wearing a pair of golden handcuffs. My friend Annie was describing her non food service job and I totally related to it. Sometimes you find yourself in a situation or job that is not ideal, but the benefits outweigh the negatives. In the restaurant world, the benefits are the quick cash in a short period of time, the complete flexibility and the opportunity to wear khakis and Pay Less slid resistant shoes everyday of your life. Serving food is not the easiest job in the world but it sure isn’t the hardest either. Am I handcuffed to my waiter jobs? Maybe. But they’re made of gold so it’s not that bad. So I continue to wait tables and then come to this blog and bitch about it and complain about all the annoying people and then when I am done, I feel better. It’s like therapy, this blog. It keeps me sane(er). And every once in a while, I show up to work and The Bitchy Waiter slacks off a bit and the 4% of Friendly Waiter gets to pokes his timid ass head out and say hello. This rare event happened a few nights ago and the customer left a comment card regarding my service. I quote:

Excellent, friendly service. Very polite. Manners matter!

Did you just now hear the fucking angels singing Hallelujah? Did you feel the temperature in the room change a bit as the bolt of electrical excitement shot right through you? The birds are singing and the rainbows have shot their wads in the sky because someone took the time to write a comment card about how great a waiter I am. I must stop typing now because tears are falling into the keyboard at an alarming rate.

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13 thoughts on “Miss Manners

  1. Kalei's Best Friend

    Hmm, must of missed the comments telling u to change jobs, etc..I figured your writing was based on experience but also I see your humor and also what u say we probably all think and want to or either has said to friends… and yes, that compliment left by that customer is a great reminder that there are people who recognize good service, responsibility, etc… I also think you keep your job because u do enjoy it for the most part.. Heck every industry has its issues… I worked in banking and my bitching would sound like yours…

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  2. Alexa O

    What non-waiters don't understand is that once you have experience waiting tables and are even just halfway good at it, you never ever have a reasonable excuse to be unemployed again. Which totally sucks. Golden handcuffs, indeed.Everytime I think I'm out, they pull me back in!

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  3. Melanie

    I've made mention before about how similar your rants are to the rants going on in my head about my job and I'm an ER nurse. That being said, let me repeat: There are stupid people everywhere. If you tried to find a job where you didn't have to put of with dickheads then you would be unemployed. But hell, the way I hear it even being unemployed you have the hassle of the Unemployment Office, Welfare Office, Food Stamps Case Worker…so really you're screwed. You can either bitch or explode. I don't plan on exploding any time soon. Makes me want to write a Bitchy Nurse Blog 🙂

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  4. Elise-Lucie

    I left a comment like that once.The waiter was called Angelo, I still remember! Little intentions like that may look cheesy, but they're always appreciated. I like receiving feedback like that when I'm at work. It reminds me that not all costumers are douchebags!

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