9th
during my sentence at madaleine mae i:
(1) dropped 3+ glasses on or around customers. (2) made up the wrong check for a party, to which i never admitted to. (3) broke a bowl with fries in it to which i received thunderous applause from patrons. (4) got told i was “NOT A DISHWASHER!” (but i really liked chillen by the glass cleaning machine) (5) and finally delivered the V.I.P. food to the wrong tables to much dismay by the chef.
it always seemed like they really wanted to fire me, but a higher being held them back. at a time when i worked mon./fri. as a runner and sun. as a barback the manager called me to say she was SO sorry that with scheduling conflicts she had to take monday and friday away from me. so when i finally did quit on sunday it went something like this, “i think this is going to be my last day”. “awesome”.
i will never quite get my position there, or how anyone ever felt about me. i’m just glad it’s over, quite glad of that.