Today was quite the repeat of yesterday. The “A” train sucked. It took almost 90 minutes to get home again tonight. And I got stiffed on three tables. And as with last night, I was not stiffed in the good way.
As far as the train is concerned, I’ve decided that I’m going to call the MTA and complain. I understand that there has to be track work, but they have many options at their disposal to inform us about the work. They send out emails, they post bulletins, and make announcements. In this case nothing was done. I just want to know so that I can make the best decisions when it comes to traveling in the city.
As for work and getting stiffed. Two of the tables tonight didn’t surprise me at all. They spoke very little English and that was to be expected. The last table though pissed me off. They were at their table for almost two hours and 30 minutes. They got great service and I didn’t rush them at all when I discovered they were planting themselves there for the evening. When they gave me the bill with the money, they specifically asked for the change back. It was almost a 200 dollar check. Trust me when I say it hurts when someone who has spent that much money doesn’t leave a penny. Especially when you consider that I still have to tip out 8 dollars to the bussers, bartenders, and food runners. So it actually cost me money to wait on them. Somehow this doesn’t seem fair. Luckily it was the end of the night, so I was able to let it slide and not ruin my night. When something like that happens early, often it affects how you deal with people the rest of the night. Of course the conversations in the wait stations are hysterical when this happens as we say little prayers that their passports, credit cards and wallets are stolen and they have to beg on the street corner to get enough money to get home.
And on a last note. I realize that people go out to eat late. I also know that the my restaurant closes at 12:15 on Sunday nights and I fully expect people to arrive that late and be seated. But be considerate. Realize that when you have been finished eating for 45 minutes and are just sitting there, you are keeping an entire crew of people in the restaurant. Look around you. If no one else is there, chances are the bussers, dishwashers, managers, waiters, bartenders, cashiers, are all waiting on you to pay your check and leave so that they can finish their work and go home. There’s nothing worse than being kept at work an extra hour because you want to sit and chat. I work in Times Square for Pete’s sake. The area is filled with 24 hour restaurants, diners, bars, and coffee shops. Pay your tab and move to one of them. And please, please if you ARE going to keep me at work an extra hour, be kind and tip extra.
And that my friend is my complaining for the evening.