A little while ago I posted a story about a disagreement between LMKIA and another waitress who shall henceforth be called The Hypocrite. I am The Hypocrite’s new least favourite person.
Some back story on The Hypocrite:
- She asked one of the waitresses to stop saying, “Oh my God!” because it offended her.
- Then she started smoking.
- She told Jamie she was superficial.
- She told one of the servers that Cora was going to be a bitter, old hag just like me by the time she was my age. (Cora and I took it as a compliment.)
She has insulted practically all the staff, yet gets sand in her vagina if someone says anything to her.
Friday night she decided to eat in the dining room with one of her friends. This is against policy unless the restaurant is empty and then it’s at the manager’s discretion. It was around 8pm and the dining room was pretty full, so when she walked through the waitstation I asked, “You do know you can’t eat in the dining room, right?”
“Amber told me I could.” Well, that would be great if Amber was any sort of management.
A few minutes later Amber walked through the waitstation and I asked, “Hey, did you tell The Hypocrite she could eat in the dining room with her friend?”
“No, I told her I didn’t know if she could or not, so she said she was going to do it anyway.” Ah, different story. Whatever.
Then Amber came rushing back into the waitstation, laughing her ass off, “The Hypocrite just asked me if you had attacked me yet and said I should be ready for it since you went for her blood over eating in the dining room.”
WTF?! It’s no skin off my nose if people violate policy. I’m just giving them a heads up that they are and sooner or later it will come to Darren’s attention when he’s in a bad mood.
I avoided The Hypocrite for the rest of the night since I didn’t think I could say anything nice, but it put her encounter with LMKIA in a completely different light.
Saturday night two of the servers and I made a bet on who could piss off The Hypocrite first and most. Well, you know that’s not a bet I’m going to lose.
As I walked through the waitstation to the food window, I heard The Hypocrite tell the other servers, “…Jamie was at my table flirting with them, jiggling and flashing them, so they tipped her.”
I stuck my finger in her face and said, “You know that’s not true and I’m not going to listen to it.” I didn’t even break stride on my way to pick up my food.
A little later The Hypocrite approached me and said, “You know I didn’t mean Jamie was literally flashing them, right?” I laid into her about her lies, exaggerations, and all around hypocritical behaviour. You can’t be all Jesus-y and then bear false witness against everyone around you. That shit doesn’t fly with me. If I hadn’t walked through the waitstation at that time, everyone would have believed Jamie was lifting her shirt for customers, and that’s straight out bullshit. It is harmful gossip that could cost Jamie her job. If The Hypocrite had read the employee manual she would know gossip of that sort is against policy and grounds for termination.
So, I don’t know if I’m proud of winning both parts of the bet, but if she’s smart, she’ll start keeping her yap closed.