Food and Bev

It should be a requirement in life to work in the service industry! i am sick and tired of bartending and having some fancy lawyer come to the bar and talk to me like im a damn idiot. I went to college, im still going to school, and im persuing a PHD (even though i cant spell), so talking to me in a really loud slow voice is really just going to piss me off. i know how to make a martini, i also know how to use an electrophotometer, so there!

just a note to all of you who have not had the pleasure to serve others: snapping, waving your glass, and shouting my name is not neccessary for a refill, in fact, now i will probably ignore you on purpose. If i am not paying attention to you at that exact moment, it probably means i am speaking to another guest and you need to wait your damn turn. You will not die if your martini takes 5 seconds longer, you are not the most important person there, and to me, you are now the least.

Lastly, where tips are concerned: 20% is standard these days, more is better, but nothing less. If the kitchen makes a mistake, dont take it out on me. I didnt over cook your food, so dont act like you are dissapointed in my grilling skills. I know the economy is in the shitter, but im trying to pay my rent and my bills as well here. If you cant afford to tip, please stay home, i have no interest in wasting my time on you if you would rather buy another beer instead of leaving a tip. I dont care if you are a doctor or a movie star, i am a person too and i need to feed my dog

Moral of the story: dont fuck with the people who handle your food, its just not smart.

Weather

Ok so it november here in charleston, and its 72 degrees here. Now dont get me wrong, i love this type of weather, its perfect for walking the dog and taking a bike ride, but can we try and stay consistant? a few days ago it was 50 degrees, and for those of you who dont know me, that is far too cold, especially since it was also raining! So, i got my jackets and sweaters out of the closets and got all set up for winter, and now its hot!

In addition to all of this, i truly believe that the weather people are out to get me. Its like they purposely telling me its all clear just so i will wear my fabulous suede italian shoes out and have it rain... are you kidding me?!?! Also, has anyone noticed that when they say its going to rain it doesnt? its like they want everyone to be too afraid of the rain to make a tea time so they can have the golf course all to themselves!!!

Again, i dont want there to be a confusion about much i love charleston weather, i just want a little consistancy on the weather front, and a little more honestly on the prediction of such weather. Charleston is great, its the only place i can think of where there are topless hot surfer guys in november and doctors that skateboard to work... but thats another story all together :)

egos

who the hell do people think they are? i have never once walked into a place and assummed that i was better than anyone else. how can other people do this?

example one: buckhead moms. just because your husband bought you a bmw/mercedes/jaguar... does not mean that you are better than me. you do not deserve to go frist, you do not deserve to disobey the traffic laws, and just because you stick your 5karat diamond ring hand out the window and wave, does not mean i will let you go ahead of me in the traffic line. my honda and i deserve to get to the mall just as much as you do, maybe more, since that pair of shoes is the only one i can afford, whereas your over indulged ass can have any of the thousands of pairs on any other day.

example two: tall blonds. i dont care if you dated a member of hootie and the blowfish. that does not mean that you get to have that night off of work to see them with your new boyfriend. and for the record, the people in the crowd are not "regular people" they are the same as you. just cause you had sex with a so called "rock star," if you can even call him that, does not mean that he still knows your name or that you are special. you are probably one of a thousand that he "dated" and sleeping with someone does not make them your boyfriend. just because your vagina did not get you a backstage pass this time is not a reason to get depressed, or for that matter, to overcompensate by bragging about your conquests. i like my thursdays off!

next example: james beard award winners/bobby flay. congrats, you can cook. i enjoy that you enjoy your job, but do not let this go to your head. if i want a picture with you by the host of a party that we are both attending, suck it up, you got an invite, at least let them get a pic. if i come up to you to tell you that a mutal friend of ours says hi and i try to reintroduce myself in a totally appropriate time and place, dont blow me off. that doesnt make you cool. take your duck breast back, tuck your arm candy's breasts back in, and perhaps ask how a supposed friend of yours is doing. he is in rehab, thanks for asking. and eventhough you did not say hi back to our mutual aquantaince, i will say that you did, so there, asshole.

last example: trust fund babies. just because you have money does not mean that you are smart, that you are good looking, or that anything you have to say is worthwhile or funny, let alone entertaining. infact, did you even make up those jokes on your own or did you buy them? how much did your watch cost? i dont give a fuck! also, just because your parents got you into harvard, does not mean that you will do well or learn anything when your nanny does your work this time around. you will continue to be vapid. rich, but vapid. i would rather hear about how hard you worked to earn your promotion, than to hear that your grandfather died and gave you a cool ten million. ps- the girl laughing at your jokes and saying your hot, heard about the money, and does not care/know your name. dont marry her.

thats a lot huh? i hate entitled people. go fuck yourselves, because at the very least, you do indeed deserve just that.

inconsiderate people

so if i tell you that im excited to have certain days off to go skydiving to my friends bachelorette party and you then ask off for those very same days right afterwards, before i get a chance to, you are automatically deemed inconsiderate and i shall shun you! so there!

ok so i wont shun you but i am very mad and i cant say anything cause then i look like a bitch, i think, or maybe you still do, but none the less, i am pissed!

why im blogging

so, i always thought that blogging was silly, but my friends say that i go off on "rants" and i figured, if i wrote them out, i might not blow up like i do from time to time

todays rant: inconsiderate people and deadlines

if you are going to ask me to do something for you, at least have the common decentcey to invite the person who will be doing all the work to the meeting... ie ME!!! also, dont then tell me that you have made a list of things you need me to do and that you have a dealine as well!!! yes, i can get it done, yes it will be done right, but it would have been done with less stress and more dedication because there would have been no animosity! lastly, i love my job, so please, dont do this anymore and lead me to hate it.