Waitressing Nightmares #1

Heeeeeeelloooo! I hope everyone is having a great day, my week was fairly average and I’ve been non stop thinking about the last post I made and how I want to kind of lighten the mood.

I’ve been working in the hospitality industry for 7 years now, started at the local Pizza Shop to now a semi fine dining restaurant I have dealt with my fair share of shitty customers. From angry footy lovers yelling at me over the phone that their pizza has the wrong sauce, to having a groomsman at a wedding throw his wine on me when I wouldn’t serve him anymore, to having a middle aged man slap my ass, I’ve survived it all!

So, without further ado, welcome to my worst waitressing experiences.

My first proper waitressing/ bartending job was in an old style English pub where it was a bistro deal, so there was no table service. You had to order at the bar and we would bring the food to you. I would also like to acknowledge that while some chefs can be the nicest people you will ever meet, some can also essentially be worse than Satan.

The Head Chef at this pub had his favourites and I definitely wasn’t one of them even though I worked there for 2 years. Now I’m only going to talk about one incident with this man as there are MANY (which was honestly workplace bullying but don’t worry, he was sacked, sadly not when I worked there). This chef was a middle aged man who I think thrived on making people cry (And throwing the odd pan at ya head but that’s a day in the life of a waitress in some cases).

I came in for an 8 hour shift and I was to be working on several functions that day and I came from my first job where I think I had already worked 8 hours (hospitality am i right). I had my hair in braids for my first job and decided to take the braids out and just put my hair in a ponytail for work at the pub which was how I normally wore it.

Now, I’m sure a lot of you have some curly hair after having braids in for 8 hours (I can’t be the only one). I had been working on a function for I reckon two to three hours and I had walked into the kitchen to ask how far away the main course was. This Head Chef turned and YELLED at me for how my hair was and how “I’m a disgrace to this business coming to work presented like that” and how “If a customer complains about hair in their food, I’m dragging you out to them to show them who the culprit is”. This was followed by “Go and fix your hair and don’t even think about coming back into my kitchen before you do”.

Of course, being EXHAUSTED from already working 10 hours and having worked a 65 hour week, I wasn’t afraid of death and I didn’t fix my hair. Consequently, he didn’t bring it up again with me but who’s to say he didn’t have a whinge to a supervisor which probably told him the logical thing in that ‘Kathryn’s hair is in a ponytail the only difference is her hair is curly’.

Sometimes this chef would be nice (ONLY SOMETIMES) but it would come like once in the day and randomly he would realise he’s been too okay and would just have a go at someone. To this day I wonder if he thinks how stupid he sounded yelling at me for having my hair in a ponytail. Probably not.

Whoever says wait staff don’t work hard enough (and back of house!) are honestly, full of shit.

I’m thinking I might make this a bit of a series because I have got some horrors let me tell YOU. Thought I would start little and work my way up to the bad stuff.

Have a great weekend xxx

Kathryn

My Views on V-Day

Isn’t love grand?

In the spirit of Valentine’s Day happening yesterday and of chocolate being half price in supermarkets today I thought it would be an idea to write my views on the holiday.

When I was single I hated the holiday. I was a Valentines Day Grinch if you will. I hated it not just because it celebrated love and I didn’t have any (apart from my dog). I hated that a lot of people used it as a means that they needed to show someone that they cared. I found it insane that people would wait for this special day so that they could finally tell their crush that they liked them.

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I also didn’t like the concept of giving roses on Valentine’s Day, only because I received some from my ex when I was 16, and he didn’t think about the fact that I don’t even like roses and I can guess I’m not the only one who doesn’t like them.

Not to mention I thought this whole holiday was a sales ploy to convince people buy chocolates and flowers, book an expensive dinner out, organise a whole romantic night for their significant other just to drive up sales in that industry.

I genuinely had this belief that you didn’t need a day to show someone that you cared about them, if you care about someone you should show them every day.

Now fast forward 4-5 years…

I literally used Valentines Day as an excuse to buy my boyfriend something. I’ve always been a particularly independent person and even in a relationship I don’t expect anything from my boyfriend. All I want is him to love me (which he does).

I bought him socks with my dogs face on them and I even signed it “Love Pippa xoxo” (my dog).  Yeah, I know, I’m pretty fricken lame.

I only did this because I thought he would appreciate it and I wanted to do something for him (not just because of V-Day). I also thought he would appreciate the humour in it as every time he says hes coming over he says hes coming to visit his other girlfriend.

My dog is OBSESSED with him.

Now that I’m older I essentially view Valentine’s day as an excuse to do something nice for your partner, and to be quite honest I’m a lot happier this way.

I hope everyone felt some love yesterday, I definitely hope you all felt self love.

-Kathryn

 

P.S. He bought me a pyjama set that I had wanted for months if you’re curious.

Afterpay management class

I know some of us can admit to being an absolute afterpay fanatic. I for one love to chuck a few of my spontaneous, impulse purchases onto my afterpay account. However, it’s important to do it in moderation and to not rely on the fact that “future you will handle it. One thing I found over the Christmas and New Year period is that those little ‘$22 per fortnight payments’ add up if there is 6 of them going at once. I thought I would write a tiny post about how to manage them properly so you’re not having to accrue interest on the payments because you can’t pay them in time (we’ve all been there).

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  1. Make purchases on alternate weeks

If you have a couple of events coming up or its a seasoned sale, try making your afterpay purchases on opposite weeks so you’re not having 3 lots of $20 come out in the one week. While $60 isn’t a lot, with other bills to pay it can make all the difference with organising them to come out weekly and not fortnightly.

  1. Enable notifications on the Afterpay app

Having the payment notifications enabled on your Afterpay app can allow you to be more wary of what needs to be paid and what has been paid. If you’re forgetful like me it can be a nasty shock to have random payments come out at once when you had plans for that money (food in my case). It’s overall handy to have the app downloaded to your phone anyway because the emails aren’t as much of a push to pay (for me at least).

  1. Try paying off a couple small ones when you get paid

When you get that sweet sweet paycheck into your account, try to pay off one or a couple of your afterpay payments while you’re paying your bills. Not only does it lessen the old afterpay debt it makes you feel organised af and means you can worry less about another purchase you’re gonna whack onto afterpay.

I know these are fairly straight forward and some of you probably already do this, but sometimes it’s nice to have a little (rather upsetting) reminder that money doesn’t grow on trees and we gotta be conscious of how many hits the old spendings account can take (mines about to cop a sephora order, ouch).

Happy spendings!

-Kathryn xx