It was a bitch. I worked 14 hours straight without a break -- and not because it was busy. It was no busier than an average Sunday, but we naturally had twice the number of people on the floor as usual. And since HotPants and Lapdog were the opening/mid managers, nobody could sit down, EVER. I got there at 11:30 and finally got to sit down for more than 30 seconds at 9.
I foolishly swapped my Saturday night shift for a Sunday lunch, thinking with the holiday I'd make much better money. HA! Not only was it not busy, people were fucking douchehounds. 10% all goddamn day. Guess that's better than one of the other girls, who got stiffed about five times during lunch. During dinner I started to do better, got a fistful of $10 tips, one $20, generally twenty percent.
At the end of the day, I walked with $153 (that's after tipping out the night bartender, shit I just realized I didn't tip the day ones, and buying two meals). Not bad for a regular Sunday with a break, but for Mother's Day, working open to close? Fucking pathetic. (I miss my first restaurant, that had a big buffet on Mother's Day and Easter. $500 days there. Too bad it closed.)
After last year's fun folks (though that day started out AWESOME) and this year's, I'm putting a reminder in my phone calendar to request the day off next year.