Guess who got fired today.
Go on. Guess.
I’ll give you three guesses.
NO, it wasn’t me!
No it wasn’t ______________.
That’s right. It was our resident bitch Gina. Yes, the very same one who yelled at me weeks ago. The very same one who got a great schedule even though she didn’t show up for the meeting. The very same one who’s been scamming the restaurant.
Yep. She’s gone.
I was going to blog about this over the weekend, but I wanted to make sure it was official. Nothing like telling everyone she’s gone only to have to print a retraction later. Of course everyone in the restaurant knew she was being fired since Friday. Actually, it seems everyone knew but her. I didn’t know this till today, but she called in sick over the weekend and so management didn’t get to tell her. It also meant that she didn’t get to see the wonderful schedule that was going to come her way. So she finally shows up to work today and she’s marched back to the GM’s office and he has the honor of telling her she no longer works there.
I’d love to say that I’m going to miss her. But in fact I’m not. She was a complete pain in the ass to work with. And because she refused to follow the rules she caused all the cocktail servers to be looked on as if we were doing something wrong. Now we can start to breathe easy again.
I’m not sure exactly what got her fired. There are two rumors, either of which would have been more than enough to cause her to lose her job.
1. I was told that she went to the office got a handful of pennies then followed a couple of guests in the lobby and threw the money at them telling them that they clearly needed their change more than she did. Whoops.
2. She was telling people that sat in her cocktail section that we didn’t serve tap water. If they wanted a glass of water than they would have to purchase the three dollar bottle of water. Whoops.
I walked by her right after she found out, and I didn’t even know what to say to her. I wanted to tell her she brought it on herself. I also wanted to tell her that I was glad and that she shouldn’t let the door hit her in the ass on the way out. But instead I offered my condolences and wished her well.
But when I got to the wait station I was jumping up and down.;