We all survived! Yay for us!
We only had a couple of problems like the guy who brought his wife’s chicken to the food window, threw it at the cooks and yelled, “This is fucking RAW!” I read the part of the menu to him where it says, ‘We use hickory wood to smoke our meat and while it gives the meat a distinctive flavor, it also turns it pink. Please rest assured the meat is fully cooked.’ His mother-in-law laughed at him and he stared at the table all through my lecture on what raw chicken actually looks like.
The other problem was that a transformer (no not that kind) blew up and left most of the West Strip, including the restaurant without power until 2pm on the 4th. That was a huge financial hit to the restaurant and the people scheduled for the day shift.
Other than that, we all rocked every single night of the four day celebration. Hats off to the cooks, cashiers, hostesses, bus boys, dishwashers, prep cooks and other servers who made the weekend a success!