The firemen tonight were very well behaved. Most of them had their wives and children with them, so the drunken assholery was at a minimum. I did get one phone number (I’m flattered you think I’m hot, Jason, but I’ll bet your wife wouldn’t approve).
We rocked tonight. We are so slow during the winter Fire School weekend usually kicks our ass, but everyone worked together and we started our summer season with a lot of happy people and only one complaint. I think that complaint can be written off to their kid throwing a fit and ruining their meal.
Even better, everyone shared the love with the cashiers and Darren since they helped us make a pile of money. Okay, one server didn’t tip out and I’m not going to say who, but she’s always been selfish. Last year she complained about tipping the cashiers for helping, stating she didn’t make $10 an hour like they do, so she shouldn’t have to tip them. Yeah, she was making $30+ an hour just like the rest of us. Oh well, what goes around comes around.
If tomorrow night goes as smoothly as tonight, I might become a fan of Fire School weekend.