Tuesday, March 23, 2004
So yesterday, when I got in to work, I started chatting with Val about our weekends and stuff. We were working as we talked. This is before 11 a.m. when the restaurant opens. I'm right in the middle of an important story and the boss comes over, interrupts and tells me that I talk too much! ME! - TALK TOO MUCH????? If you know me, you know how insane that is. I told him that I had everything ready to go and then said "Good morning Kenny! How are you?" with the biggest fakest smile I could muster up. As soon as he left, I finished my story...But he really pissed me off. I do my job well. I'm probably the only one (just because of my personality) who does not stand around the bar talking when there's work to be done. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I think that people come to a restaurant/bar for the atmosphere and entertainment factor. Shouldn't staff be cheery and get along with each other? I would bet that on the next schedule that Val and I don't have as many shifts together. What an ass.
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