(Wrote this a few days ago and forgot to post it.)
I went to work for two hours today, from four to six. Then I was sent home, because they'd assigned me the bloody patio. On an overcast, windy day. So I had two tables out there, three inside I managed to sneak before the other servers arrived, and that was it. Luckily CL was in a good mood, and PSM was too, because at six when I hadn't had a table in an hour they let me go home. So I took my $25 and left. For two hours' time, and probably only an hour of work, that's not bad. But overall, for a Saturday? Fucking ridiculous.
Where the fuck did our business go? Week before last, I cleared $400. Last week, $230. This week, with two shifts to go, I have made $167. What in bloody blue blazes is going on? I probably won't hit even $300 again this week! Where the hell did all our customers go!
(Yes, I did just say “bloody blue blazes.” I don't know. I picked it up in a book somewhere. I could've said what in the name of Jesus H. bloody motherfucking Christ on a broken pogo stick but I didn't want to offend anyone. HA!)