If I Don't Look Down

It was finally a more profitable night at work tonight! Hopefully it's picking up in a more consistent fashion. All of my tables were decent too, except for an elderly lady that complained our ribs were greasy. I get that you might receive food that isn't that good or that might be cooked wrong. What MUST happen is this: You have a complaint, or need something fixed? This is no problem, whatsoever to rectify. But you have to BE PREPARED. Just like Scar sings in the Lion King. Have a plan. Don't call your server over to complain and then have NO CLUE what you want to happen after that. Blank stares have topped my list of things that piss me off.
Also, if you linger at a table for more than 2 hours, I purpose a "rental fee" for the space. I think a five dollar add on sounds reasonable.
I think Bailey is giving me sideways looks that reek of contempt. I also imagine her singing Sinead's "Nothing Compares 2 U" under her breath, longingly.

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