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Monday, January 28, 2008

Day 13223 & I am dreading 13224...

So, every now and then, I really think that I miss waiting tables.  What I mean by that is:

Jay, we could sell all our possessions and sell the business and I could wait tables comfortably, knowing that we have something set aside for retirement...

When you think about it, what is really so bad about being a server?  

Common answer:  People are rude to you...

Really? 

Cause that only happens when you are a server???  It would never happen when you are trying to pay for gas, walk through the grocery store or the mall or any public sidewalk.  It would NEVER happen if you called ANY "customer service" number, went to a government office, or needed help form your banking "specialist".

Basically, living life is like being a server.  People treat you like shit, EVERYWHERE.  The ONLY difference is that when you are a server, you take the crap because you are basically begging for money.  But, if you had money already, and were not living day to day, hand to mouth, would you really have such a tough time sucking it up?  I think not.

Think I have gone crazy, do you?  Well, yes, I have...

You see, I have been up since 4:30 for inventory.  It is my least favorite day of every four week, four week, five week accounting cycle.  I get up, drag my self into work (sans coffee, mind you,) and proceed to argue with Jay for the next 2-3 hours.

Today was extra special as our food cost seems out of whack and I can't find it.  Granted, what can you find on an Excel spreadsheet after you have been up for 13 hours doing tedious tasks and getting yelled at by Jay.  

No, Dear, you did NOT call the 40 pounds of granulated sugar.  YES, I am sure you didn't...

I will look again tomorrow for the missing food, evidence of theft, or pennies here or there that add up to the source of my problem.

My point, you see, is that I occasionally miss my days of serving.  Walk out at the end of your shift, and your job responsibilities end until the next shift.  Sure, the rest of your life might seem stressful, too; but, how is that different than anybody else's life.  Remember, we are all still dealing with assholes (see yesterday's entry for reference)

I have to worry about our 32 children and our business pretty much 24/7.  Getting $20+ an hour for getting past the guy that answers "Iced Tea" to the question "Hi, how are you today?" cannot really be so hard can it?

After all, he just walked in from dealing with the same assholes that you did...

1 comment:

Nat said...

You right about people being rude and terrible to you everywhere but usually you can say F off without it hurting your pocket. However for me the worst part about waiting tables was that I hated carrying plates that people had eaten off of. That and I didn't like having food on me either (I was a sorta kinda sloppy. I spill. Alot.)
Owning a business is hard and it can suck but it is still better to be the boss.