Category: Beloved Co-workers

An interesting blogger, whom I have just discovered, describes the “family” aspect of working in a restaurant. He remarks how it sometimes takes a few months for a worker to be truly accepted. I know this all too well. I have been a golden girl at most every place I’ve worked, until now. Here, I…

Fridays are busy. I like busy. Fridays can be challenging. I like a challenge. Fridays can bring out the best and the worst in everyone–both guests and staff. Sure, so what? This Friday was a bit edgier than many I remember. Maybe it was because I had to train two staff members at the same…

“What’s that room named for again?” asked one of our best hosts as he headed back to the podium. He is home from college for a month, and he only just started at my restaurant, but he works like a pro twice his age. “What room?” I asked him, not looking up. I was distracted…

Why am I such a bitch? I work with fun people, for the most part. I find training a handful of new hires to be easy, for the most part. But I am such a bitch when it comes to two coworkers, and I cannot seem to stop myself from being one. One is a…

I laughed ’till I cried today. So did one of the hosts who I am supposedly training to be an ace maitre d’, but she already is, so now we just have fun together. We LOST it laughing this afternoon. I laughed so hard I had to excuse myself from the podium, walk into the…

“You want reservations? Here’s your gal!” said my GM to the ladies waiting at the podium. Ha! If you only knew, I thought. “Oh the reservations gal. Great!” they smiled. And I booked them in for Christmas Eve. “Are you the gal who can get me the best table in the house?” asked another guest.…

“You must be The Gal,” smiled the GM. She was behind the bar, alone. “I am waiting for my night person to arrive,” she gestured to the shelves of bottles behind her. “Then we can talk. I have your resume, though.” I perched at the bar and watched this GM pour drinks, chat with regulars,…

Last day on the job. Should be…what? Eventful? Meaningful? Yeah, not really. A new assistant manager stepped in. She’s good, I can tell. Knows her stuff. We would have had fun together. Maybe. These days, I don’t know up from down, truth from fiction, lies from “just kidding.” My coworker told me I had one…

“You gonna be busy tonight?” asked our regular valet. I was holding the door for him as he pushed his unwieldy ‘portable’ podium out front. “Quiet to start, then look out between 7 and 9,” I told him, helping him give his podium a final push toward the sidewalk. “Good, good, I like busy,” he…

What can you make of your GM being a no call, no show–since Monday? I have spent many hours worrying. Crying. I have left several heartfelt voice mails. To no avail. I have felt very, very angry. And betrayed. And I have felt very, very sad. …A box of rain will ease the pain, And…