Does experience count, really?
Wednesday, May 7th, 2008 @ 16:00
Tags: emotional · rant · thoughts · work
It would be one of those rants where you feel like you have the experience for so many years of slogging on the floor, waiting on customers, taking orders, serving orders, clearing plates, making appetizers, drinks and desserts, manning the cash register and clearing the trash, yet when you first started out as a newbie, people are harsh on you, they teach you the ropes the hard, firm way. and because you wanted to stay in this job, in this line, because you did not want to get fired for being slow or blur or lazy, you worked your hardest, you learnt as fast as you could, you picked up the ropes and you put yourself for more shifts and nights.
Pretty soon, you felt like home. You felt like everyone was nicer towards you, they teased you in a friendly manner, they confided in you and they enjoyed working with you. And you felt downright home.
Somehow, it does not really count towards the newer staff these days. So what if they have no experience? So what if it’s their first “waiting” job? So what if they have a day job or that they have other commitments? So what if they’re slow and blur? All they need is to be a girl (a pretty one, a cute one or an attractive one would be a bonus), knows how to be all innocent and be really blur like they have absobuckinlutely no freakin’ idea what’s going on and everyone else would either close an eye, bitch behind their backs, or laugh like it wasn’t a serious mistake (when it actually was).
Seriously, they have it all so easy that you just felt like starting work when you’re 16, getting paid a measely $4.20 an hour making ice blended coffee and fruit juices and sandwiches, getting hell when you accidentally left an ice cube on the floor because it was the lunch rush and your boss accidentally slipped on it, almost causing an embarrassing scene for himself in front of all the hungry and thirsty customers, did not get you very far from where they are right now.