Yeah, you read that right.
More servers quit and Darren can’t hire them fast enough. I reminded him that I did say I would work until the 15th, so he took me up on the offer. Then I said the stupidest thing: “If you need me for one or two days a week until you get things under control, I can do that as well.” Jamie should award me the Dumbass Stamp of the Week. Oh well, I now have more days to list the things I won’t miss about the Harribalsac.
Things I Won’t Miss
2. The fucking side dishes. Customers at the new place get salad and bread with their entrees. The end. If they order a steak or burger they can have fries or pasta. The end. I will not have to ask every single person at a table what they want for their side dishes. I will not have to say, “You get two sides with that” only to hear, “I’ll have corn.” AND FOR YOUR OTHER FUCKING SIDE?! I will not have my belief that people are too stupid to live confirmed every day. I mean, if you can’t count to two, you probably shouldn’t be out in public unsupervised. Best of all, I will not have to fight with people about substituting the side dishes for the fucking salad bar.
Feel the joy!