I went in last night to a full section, as usual for Friday night. One of the tables had drinks, but also still had menus; when I finally figured out who had taken it, she refused to give my own table to me, because they'd been there for a while and were just being slow to order. Whatever. My three other tables emptied out at the same time while I was talking to her, and while I was greeting them the bitches ordered, so I let it go--I would have enough to keep me busy for a while.
My two booths were sat, but not my empty table, and I soon found out why. We had an eight in the lobby, and it was going to be straddling my section and somebody else's. Luckily for me, she didn't want it--otherwise I'd've been down to a two table section. I didn't really want to take them--historically, big tables do not treat me well. But 10% of something is better than nothing, so I went at it. I didn't have high hopes; a bunch of them had already gotten drinks at the bar and paid for them there, and they wouldn't shut up so I could get their order.
Other than that, though, they were friendly, polite, and very low-maintenance. They didn't take the bait on any of my upsells, and only one person ordered a second drink, but it was okay. They left me twenty percent, which made me happy.
I also ended up closing last night, because one of the closers was panicking about her husband being sick. Didn't make much extra money off it--maybe $15, because just not many tables came in--but I can live with it. I was only there until fifteen minutes after we locked the door, so overall it was a decent night.
Still need to have a serious talk with the managers about this 5:30 crap though ...