Here's A Hint, Oh Wait, A Tip
A couple years ago I got my first job. It wasn't the best job in the world, it was definitely not my first choice. But it was a job. I really didn't have any bills to pay, I was fifteen. No cell phone bill; my parents paid that. No gas or car insurance; I couldn't drive yet. I just wanted spending cash, and considering my mother is a firm believer of self sufficiancy, I would have to work for it. So, my sister who was currently waitressing at the same place put in a good word for me.
(Needless to say, that was a while ago. I have since quit that job and I waitress at a different restuarant now.)
From the experience I'd like to make one thing clear, being a waitress, (or working for other, public, similar jobs) is not an easy task. By that I mean, dealing with the public is not an easy task. But I think that everyone should have a job like waiting tables at least once their life. At least for the sake of understanding. It's not all good, but it's not all bad either. Waiting on the public is like kissing the feet of everyone that walks in, sometimes you won't come shy of respect, but sometimes, you'll hear bits and pieces of peoples lives that make it all worth it.
Let's start with the bad to get it out of the way. Have you ever dealt with a rude waitress? I'm going to guess for the vast majority the answer is yes. I wonder how many of you have been blatantly rude back? My question I'd like to insert here is, why? Why be rude back? Self defense? As my experience increases I know that there's almost always more to it than a bad attitude. Perhaps it was you, or a costumer before you. Maybe it had nothing to do with work, why do you ever have a harsh mood?
Waiting tables is, as I said, kissing the feet of the people. Even if the people shout demands, have poor table manners, are dirty, and too loud. Just the other day a man demanded a menu, which I didn't suspect he needed. Strange? No. I work at a buffet. I wonder how many moods of waiters and costumers would change if someone offered a smile, and simple, how do you do? I wonder how many people everywhere, passing the streets, with the person at the register, with coworkers, with everyone. How much could a smile do? How much would that make someones day? How much would cost you to act like a human and reach out to another human being?
There's good too though, as I've said. There are moments that I will never forget. The old man who can hardly carry his plate but looks up with thankful eyes when we offer to carry it for him. The old woman whose mood brightened and stayed lit up when offered a compliment. The children who you've never met but give you a hug anyways. It seems like the good, though it might not even with the bad, makes up for it. There are some costumers that have given me a new perspective, have made me think, told me their stories. Some that come in every week offering kind conversation, and some that I may never see again. Those people though, there's something to be said about them. Those people are the kind of people which help me regain faith in the world, in civilization.
To sum it up really, give your waiter a break. Give all those people who you see when you go out a break. A smile can go a long way, and kindness can reach out a touch someones heart. Appreciate your waiter, because it's hard to deal with people, and why should you add another poor attitude to it all? I'm a believer of optimism, if you expect the most out of life, and you've got a positive outlook, it can turn your whole world around.
Oh and one more thing,
Don't forget to tip!
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