Tonight was such an awesome night at work.
I was scheduled to go in at 8 but I got a text from my manager telling me not to come in until 11 so I rolled over and went back to sleep. Then I woke up at 10pm, stretched, showered, got dressed and called the taxi. I was there early so I had a small salad and a skewer of grilled shrimp.
Then it was time to start taking tables. I flowed with my first couple of tables, deciding that tonight I wouldn’t put in too much effort and see what happens. I was banking 2 hours later and when I looked up and noticed that the other server had 3 tables when I had none, I decided a take a break.
When I got back from my break, I was bored. No one was coming in so I sat down and sketched out a few ideas waiting for customers. Then we slowed down to a halt and the other server and the manager left. This must be when the magic started.
I don’t know what happened but my tables were LOVING me. It was a slow pace, one in, one out, sometimes the restaurant was empty. But by the time the morning crew came in, I checked my pockets and realized that I had made $95 and we were almost dead.
It had to be God or something because it was so empty but really, I know it was me. I make love to my tables, nice and slow. When I’m through with them, they smile like they have just finished receiving a full body massage. I dare you to sit at my table and not walk away smiling and feeling good about life.
No, I don’t lecture you, but I send out so much love energy that you would think we were falling in love. And THEN- to take the cake, one of my favorite tables came in. It’s this dude with this one chick and they bring friends. This dude is so damn cute! He’s gay but I don’t care. He has the most beautiful smile and he makes me LAUGH and LAUGH. He says he’s from Belle Glades and drives down to hang out with his friends. They are always fighting over who’s gonna pay the bill but they always leave me a HUGE tip. I LOVE THEM!
This kind of night reminds me why I love serving. It’s that smooth, easy give and take with my customers. That servant attitude that I have that melts hearts and wins them over.
I look them right in the eye send them love energy and serve them with class. “What can I do to make you smile?” I asked one table who walked in looking as though they were defeated.
“We had a rough incident just now,” one woman explained.
“Well, let me make you feel better by taking good care of you,” I said. By the time they left, they were grinning and thanking me for my service.
“What are you doing working here?” I’m asked that all the time. For some reason no matter where I’m working, the customers I serve all tell me I’m too good to be there.
They said the same thing when I was at Red Lobster, but this restaurant is where I love because I love the type of people that come in here. They’re hungry. They’re sad. They’re not expecting good service and I WOW them with my style and my spirit and they LOVE IT.
I love it too. I love making love to my customers, even when it’s just the way I place the plate on the table or the way I show concern for who they are.
This was a good night.
I wish every night was just like this.