My favorite manager came to work for days on end with a bum foot, never complaining, until it got so bad he went to the doctor. The doc said, “Stay off of it for a week. Take antibiotics. Then we’ll see if it needs surgery.” Surgery? He came to work a few days later, anyway. Taking off a full week was impossible for him. He says the foot’s doing better. He says he’ll know tomorrow if he needs surgery.
Call him crazy for coming to work. I call him driven. He is a pro, and I will work for him anywhere he works. Hopefully, he will stay put.
For the past two days, one of the best servers we have has worked a popular section normally handled by two, all on his own. Double seat him? No problem. Triple seat? Bring it on. How about one more? Fine! Happy customers in his section? Always.
Call him crazy for never saying no. I call him unbelievably able. Would that he could always have that section all to himself, build up a loyal following, and make tons of money.
For the past two days, I have been sick with a nasty chest cold. You know the ailment–when you talk too much you go into a half-hour coughing jag. Customers find this charming, I am sure. Today, I also had to add training a new host to my plate. Restaurant Gal Daughter offered to come in early, off the clock, to help–to be my voice, if you will, “So you won’t cough so much.”
Call me crazy for not calling out. Call Restaurant Gal Daughter crazy for being willing to work off the clock.
Call me lucky to be surrounded by a few shining stars in my galaxy.
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5 responses to “Call It Crazy”
Restaurant Gal Daughter really rocks. I hope you’re going to show your appreciation!
By the way, you rock too. I have really started to look forward to reading each new post.
Please take care of yourself. It is nice to have people to aspire to where you work, but please don’t make everyone else sick while you are trying to be a “star” employee….and the above comment is correct…Daughter rocks and I too look forward to your posts too.
I will call him crazy when his doctor tells him he needs surgery because it did not heal because he wouldn’t stay off the foot.
Phil–I implored him to stay home, which he did, for several days. The doc told him today the foot is mending. Surgery is still a possibility, but more remote. Turns out, his taking oral antibiotics so strong they make him throw up, combined with using a topical antibiotic cream that burns off the healthy skin around the injury, is actually working. But hey, no surgery!
Sometimes taking the antibiotics with food or following several full glasses of water helps with the nausea. If that hasn’t helped, my empathy for Phil.