Best of..part 2

I forgot how good it really felt to lose this job. Originally posted on March 18, 2007. & still just as funny:

Well as those of you that I see regularly know, I've been having some issues lately @ M----- B---- AKA Mozambique. My drunk manageress, Potato Face, (who routinely comes in to work an hour to 2 1/2 hours late & drunk for Sunday Brunch) has been saying really tacky unprofessional things about me behind my back to my friend & co-worker, Steven. Well yesterday he & I were working a double shift that lasted WAY longer than it should have. The in time for the evening shift is 4:30 & it was 4:15 when he & I got off & we told her we'd be back @ 5:00 if possible while we went to get some lunch. Well we went to Superior Grill & it was packed (PS the St Patty's day parade was passing like a block away) & by the time our food came we had to box it str8 up & head back to Mozabique. She had 3 other servers show up @ 4:30 & yet when Steven & I arrrived @ 10 after five she was so mad at us that she was shaking & she yelled at us that we could not both be so late in front of the rest of the staff, who had apparently only folded napkins while we were gone as none of the tables on the patio were re-set. I had to hustle to re-set the 8 tables outside & then she sent one of the other servers home bc this other server had a St Patrick's Day party to go to. Well guess what?? we got hit like a ton of bricks & had one of the most stressful nights EVER. Steven told me that way early in the 2nd shift after I walked out of the kitchen Potato Face told him & the remaining server, "Any day now, I'm gonna fire him." Well he told me this after the shift was over or else I'd have walked out on the spot. Well today I was working another double and naturally Madame La Pomme De Terre came in 5 mins b4 we opened and had the bold-faced nerve to wreck poor Steven bc we were out of lemons telling him that he shoulda called her (like her triflin ass was gonna answer her phone) and it was a VERY busy brunch. She scarcely talked to me (except to yell at me for seating a 2-top @ a four person table....PS This 2-top comes in every Sunday specifically to see me & naturally they are gonna get the best table I can offer them) & I got a late 5 top that ran up a $400 bill & tipped $100 bc of my gracious service. However they didn't leave till 4:45. Steven's bf came to pick him up & he asked if it was OK if we came back @ 6. She said, "Sam still has a table he can't leave & you 2 both can't come back that late." So I told Steven to go ahead & I'd just go to WOW & get a drink & a bite to eat. As I was walking to WOW, Steven called me up & let me know that after all the stress this ho has been putting him thru (I'm leaving out alot of Steven's story bc it's his story to tell)his nose started bleeding the second he walked out of the door. I got over to WOW had a drink, & ordered some chips & salsa. My friend Julie happened to pull up right at that moment & so she sat down & had a cocktail with me & then Steven was driving past & came to join too. Next thing you know it was 5:45 & so he & I walked over to Mozambique & the instant I walked in, Miss Ugly says "Sam, you can go home!"  So I'm like, "OK grrl where's my cash from this morning?" & I headed to the back to grab my jacket & sunglasses. She kept on doing what she was doing & when I went back to the front of the restaurant to punch out I said, "do you have something u wanna tell me?" & she handed me my cash & was like "well I told u to be back here @ 5:30 & it's quarter of 6" Well at this point Steven interjected & said "Look how upset u made me, you have wrecked me this whole shift, & it's not gonna happen any more" & pulled out a bloody napkin he'd used to staunch his nosebleed. Alla sudden she flipped the script & apologized to him like crazy but he said, "If Sam goes, I'm outta here too, Peace." As he & I were walking out I had to let her have it one good time. So in front of the whole kitchen (& this poor new grrl) I turned around & said, "Look I know who you are, I know how you operate. You love to talk shit behind every1's back & then play all nice in their face. It's completely unprofessional, to say nothing of unacceptable. Well I've heard alot of shit you've said about me & up to this point I've sucked it up like a soldier & done my best with it bc this is alot of money for me to walk away from, but I don't know who you think you are telling Steven & another server that any day now you're gonna fire me." She tried to soft-pedal it & say that I'd just been upset about something & stormed off & she just said it in a joking way & Steven (who at this point was almost out the door) said, "It's still unprofessional." & I finished off with, "I'm not putting up with this bullshit out of you---bye"
Well not even 4 minutes later the nightmare had called the owner of the restaurant (Cristiano) who proceeded to call Steven & beg him to go back to work. Steven told Cris that he'd be back if he could manage it. After he hung up the phone, Steven looked at me & said, "grrl if he isn't callin u within the next 5 minutes I'm not going back." Guess what? Cris never called me so that's it & that's all for our careers @ Mozambique.
I still can't believe this stupid cow would think for a MICROSECOND that Steven was gonna stick around after she treated me that way. How ignorant can one bitch be? Oh I forgot--this is the bitch who got a law degree from Tulane & couldn't hack it as a lawyer so she's stuck managing a restaurant for the rest of her life to pay back her student loans. How tacky.
Well at least I have another job to fall back on & it's not like restaurant jobs are hard to find when you're as good as I am.
I feel really good about this. I feel like something better is right around the corner. Gosh I haven't felt this hopeful in ages.


This is the current me again. I was right to be hopeful. There were so many wonderful adventures ahead of me. & there still are....