Sunday, September 14, 2008

grievance.

they say [hu]man[s] are the most intelligent things on earth.. perhaps.. but so too are they the most frustrating to deal with..
i work a job that serves people. serves them. i like the level of activity i get from it but at times it can be a lil too draining. not so much physical as emotional.. serving has shown me pretty hainus sides to people. and i don't mean murder or rape or anything to that degree. but seeing, or worse yet experiencing, how people can and do treat others on a regular basis in the most mundane of situations such as sitting down to eat, which we all must do multiple times a day, can really do some wear and tear on one's being. or at least mine.
the day didn't even start off wrong with a customer but with management. i've learned: get on the wrong side of your manager then consider yourself fucked. people can be assholes. and if they're in the position of power then multiply that ability tenfold. i won't get into the details but let's just say i'm not good with dealing with nonsense. it's hard for me to swallow and doesn't leave a good feeling in my stomach [or anywhere for that matter] afterwards. but you do [or try to do] what you have to do to keep your job that brings in some income and insurance and a schedule.
..i had this ancient woman order a salad today. as she was ordering she was shaking a lil such that it looked like it took a lot of effort/energy out of her. i was a lil worried she might keel over just holding the big menu.. but for the most part she was fine. she made me run back and forth a couple of times, but whatever, she survived this long.. umm, whatever.. so she exclaims when i check up on her after a few bites, this is a half?? i gently smile and say yes, they're very generous. old people don't eat that much and get overwhelmed when large amounts of food are in front of them. so they say. so i've seen. whatever. i let her be. she later waves me over with what i interpret as a sign in the air for the check so i take her bowl away, which is totally licked cleaned, and place the check presenter on the table. she then yells at me and says she doesn't want the check but wants to see the dessert menu.. woah geez.. alright, i mistook your signage. i'll get a dessert menu. damn, lady... so i give it to her and give her time to look it over. i go back to the table to see what she wants. she laments that she's having a hard time deciding.. because of the calories listed. i wanted to say, eh, she should live it up in the time she's got, but rethought that thought and thought that prolly wouldn't be appropriate. she wanted the hot fudge brownie sundae. she modified it only ordering the brownie a la haagen daaz minus the fudge and whipped cream. u know, to save on the calories.. alright. whatever. so i don't end up running the dessert to her. the food runner does. she gets it and seems fine. i politely drop the check and she seems fine. later, then, all of sudden as i'm passing by she yells at me, with most of the brownie gone sitting in a puddle of the remaining melted ice cream, can i get a spoon??! i mean, how am i supposed to eat this without a spoon??. she was referring to the melted ice cream. .. ..what the fuckin fuck, lady?? could she not just have simply asked for a spoon?. ..may i please have a spoon?.. can i please get a spoon?. do you mind getting me a spoon?. um, i think i need a spoon.. there a million ways she could have asked without getting all apeshit on me. i sucked it up, swallowed it. went about clearing the table i was about to before she had her lil tantrum and made her wait just a little bit longer. honey, the ice cream's melted. there is no rush...
that was just one incident. i am just amazed at how self-centered people are.. no, i take that back, i know they are, but how/to what extent they can behave in public/to others?..
i try to learn from my job how to deal with situations and people like the abovementioned. and for the most part, i think i'm getting better at it.. but i have to say, today was one of those days.. rare, but one of those days nonetheless, when i just wanted to say i what i really wanted to say and just walk away.. from it all.. everybody just got to me today, both customers and staff. my problem is is that i let it..

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