So today I worked the morning shift of the restaurant, which meant that I had to be up at 7AM to begin my day. I eventually rolled out of bed, and decided to grab some cereal that I had bought the day before for breakfast, along with a protein bar, to start off the morning right. I headed into work to open, but when I arrived most other workers still had not arrived yet. To be fair, I did arrive about 30 minutes early, so it was understandable why no one was really there yet. The only one I saw was the chef of the restaurant, who was working with some of the students and prepping for the day. It didn’t matter to me though, and I immediately got to work. Eventually the rest of the workers arrived, and we set up for the shift together. We jammed out to some music on Spotify, and so the day began. It was honestly pretty slow, but we did have a good flow of people coming in and out of the restaurant, so we weren’t just sitting around, twiddling our thumbs.
The only rough part of the service was at the very end, where we had a group of six come in. They were an okay bunch and sat around chatting for a good while; ordering their appetizers and entrées fairly quickly, but then “disaster” struck. The gentleman had ordered a chicken sandwich, which was sitting in the window for no more than three to four minutes while the kitchen finished up the rest of the table’s meals. The server assistant working brought him his sandwich, and you would think that would be the end of it. But then I am beckoned over, and he says to me “I don’t mean to be ‘that guy’, but this was sitting in the window for 15 minutes and is now ice cold”. I immediately apologized and told him we would make him another sandwich, since that is engrained in me at this point, (“the customer is ALWAYS right”), before conversing with chef about the issue. I realized very quickly that this man had no real grasp on the concept of time, or he would’ve known that the chicken was sitting in the window for very little time before it arrived at his plate. The real kicker was that although he described the sandwich as “ice cold”, he hadn’t even taken a bite to test his theory. If he had, he would’ve realized that the sandwich was still very warm; nay even hot still. Not ice cold.
It broke my heart to walk to the back and see this perfectly good, untouched chicken sandwich, (which I have to say, ALWAYS looks absolutely delicious), in the garbage, because some pretentious douche thought we were screwing him out of his food. Nonetheless we obliged, and the man was brought a new sandwich. The group eventually finished their meal, and chatted for a while before heading out. We cleaned up the restaurant and reset for the dinner service, sweeping and mopping, wiping down the tables, and putting out new silverware, napkins, and glasses on the tables. I then clocked out and waited around for family meal, which was phenomenal, as per usual. It was simple: rice, veggies, and chicken, but oh my goodness was it fantastic. Honestly that food made my day.
After eating my fill of the meal, I said goodbye to everyone and headed back to my apartment. Once I made it back home, I was able to just relax for a few hours, watching videos on Youtube and eventually getting the energy to make some dinner. I used some leftover rice and chicken that I had made last night, and combined it with some green beans and chopped tomato, while adding in some sweet chili sauce for extra flavor, as well as some cheese to finish the meal. I plated it with some chips and cookies, and chowed down. It’s a simple meal, but it’s good and decently healthy. I’m not the greatest cook, but I pride myself on making half decent meals for myself, instead of just buying frozen meals, which I have done many times in the past. I ended the night playing some video games with my sister and a friend, before prepping for sleep.
Now I’m typing up this blog post at 1:40 in the morning, and I am ready to pass out. I need to be up at 7AM again tomorrow for another morning shift. Luckily we’re closing an hour early, so it should be an easy day. The main thing I need to do is buy a new fan, since the one my friend gave me when I moved to NYC has finally broken down, after I’ve had it on nonstop for this entire past month. I’m not sure what I’m going to do tomorrow, but hopefully something exciting happens. And if it does, you all will be the first to know.
Until next time,