I haven’t been able to write very much due to the fact that I’ve been supremely busy, though this not a reasonable excuse for my lack of tracking my days and keeping a public diary. Now I’m not necessarily blaming it all on waiting tables, having a fast paced life, sleeping in plenty and the gin-tonics I’ve consumed; it’s mostly just me not having enough energy or motivation to write. There’s been some pretty big events in the restaurant, getting fired, hired, regulars, reviews, rants and so much more. Now I’m planning to do a crash-course on what has happened to the restaurant and everything else relating it so I’d suggest putting on a helmet, grabbing some popcorn and beer or your favorite glass of chardonnay or cabernet.
Now remember that bartender? The one who was an obvious alcoholic and seems to be facing a relapse every moment that she’s serving drinks? Yes, Ms. Lindsay. A bartender who has some obvious drinking problems, to the point of keeping drinks to herself while “making” new ones to serve to the owners. It was an obvious downward spiral, and it was damn near depressing to watch. Now enter mid February, around the 16th and she misses the shift which she was scheduled for, two hours pass by and the phone rings and un-surprisingly it was from the devil herself. Lindsay gives a tone of emergency, a sense of panic and lets the owner know that she won’t be able to get to work for that day and not for a solid month. She informs the owners that her family had checked her in a rehab for her problems, and for what seemed as a twenty minute conversation it all boiled down to her being terminated from her position as a bar tender. Good riddance as a way of saying “enjoy your life”. The restaurant has been operating much smoother and it feels so good not to have a crazy go up to you and bitch about her life that no one really cares about.
Restaurants hire people as fast as we fire them, it’s nothing new and we’ve hired a new server. Enter Phoebe, a strange woman whose sense of humour was as strange as eating a hotdog without ketchup and mustard. She isn’t exactly new to waiting tables though she is to the world of sushi. Not much is known about this stranger other than the obvious things, she barely knows the menu, she’s actually fun to be around with and everyone seems to enjoy being around her so I’ll try and update this whenever we learn more about her. The crew goes to play pool and share a couple drinks every Monday and she’s joined us twice, hopefully this number doesn’t get cut short. Two days ago we hired a new bar tender, server hybrid since our bar tender has to pick up the slack left behind by Ms. Lindsay. Rob joins the staff and he is now in training, and hopefully faces the same fate as what we hope for Phoebe.
Now I’ve decided to find a new addiction, it involves Neil Patrick Harris and How I Met Your Mother. I blame not writing actually on this show… now I am hooked and find every way possible to watch it, from Netflix on my iPhone to me sitting at home and this has taken quite an effect on me writing… So I apologize to you, the person who cares enough to read stories of a waiter, someone who’s mildly entertained if at all by the strange stories I tell. Thank you if you still happen to come across my little restaurant, I appreciate your patronage and would love to see you more, hell even sending it to some people you know or hate.
Thank you so much dear reader, I do appreciate you.
Your waiter today.