Catchy title? Maybe. But it got your attention more than likely. But this post isn’t about what it might seem. Let’s talk about my night.
If you haven’t read my “About”, then let me just inform you that I am currently a cocktail server for a hotel. So as a server, yes, I live off of tips. I do make $2.13 an hour but that pretty much goes to taxes so I don’t see it. But with how my job works, cash tips- I take home at the end of the night; credit card tips- those get put towards a direct deposit I receive every 2 weeks. In the beginning, I hated this idea, but now, it turns out that it is a lot easier to save. Anyway!
The hotel I work for is having a couple conventions this week. Two of them have to do with teachers and school administrators. I have had a group like this before and the tips were not that great. So I came to work with the attitude that I would make some money, but not as much as I would like. The very first table of my shift… a gentleman that orders three different drinks through three different transactions… not even a dollar. So this was not an ideal way to start off my shift. But I always try to look at the bright side of things. “Started at the bottom, now there’s nowhere but up from here”. && no, Drake is not going to be apart of this blog. To continue…
As my night went on, I started actually getting tips, but majority of them were fifty cents -__-. I kept telling myself that “change adds up” to try to keep myself from getting mad and frustrated. It seemed that no matter how hard I worked or how great the service was, the tips never showed it. I feel that if I were to go to a restaurant and barely tip the server, I would just be embarrassed. If you can’t afford to tip, then you shouldn’t be eating out. Now I know that there are some people in this world that refuse to tip because serving isn’t a “real” job. That’s fine. Just know that if I happen to find that out and then serve you again, you will not get great service. But to each their own on opinions. The people that say serving isn’t a “real” job have obviously never served.
To end my shift, I was hoping that it would maybe be decent. A couple 15% tips was all I asked for; I got the opposite. A group of ladies sat down so I went to greet them and took about 6 drink orders. I rang those up and walked them to the table after they all were made. The total bill was $49.61. Knowing that these women were teachers, and seeing as how awful the night was with other teachers from the convention, I was hoping for $5. I’ll take 10%, better than fifty cents. About 15 minutes after they got their drinks, one of them walks up and says she wants to pay for all of them. I tell her the total and she proceeds to hand me a $50 bill and says, “Keep the change.” Uhmmmmm excuse me?! I make this weird face and ask the lady if she was sure she didn’t want her 39 cents. In a high pitch, positive voice, she answers “I’m sure!(:” (insert angry emoji here)! You can bet your bottom dollar that I took that 39 cents straight to the table and said “Here is your change ma’am!(:” The other women looked at me in confusion, but I set the change down and walked away. After about 10 more minutes, they left, leaving the 39 cents on the table along with their empty glasses. You’re welcome for my kind, positive attitude and great hospitality.
Some servers actually like what they do. I have been doing it for 5 years and absolutely love it. The good days make up for the bad ones most of the time. I always find a bright side on dull days. But please, know that your server is working very hard at what she/he does to make sure you have a great dining experience. That may not apply to every server, but most. We could try to find “big girl” jobs, but for me, I don’t want to spend my days in a cubicle or office. I like movement and interaction with new and interesting people! I’m more of a social butterfly, not a statue that is supposed to stay in one place.
So there is my night! Hopefully it was a somewhat entertaining read. Remember, I’m new to this serious blogging, but I’m doing way better than I have in the past. (: