I know of a lot of 51 year old rednecks... i wait on them quite often. They don't tell me a lot except how they want their steaks cooked and then they usually complain about something stupid... Usually relating to the price of an item they didn't bother looking at when they ordered, or how they don't like the way something tastes (even though its the way it is SUPPOSED to take...). 51 year old rednecks don't usually want male waiters though, they want a female young enough to be their daughter to drool over.
I am too... But I am a pretty kick-butt waiter, if I may say so myself. Until recently, I was the only STRAIGHT male waiter working in the resturaunt I work at. Then they hired 3 other straight guys recently. I have heard male waiters usuallly get better tips, I don't know how true that is. Seemse pretty competitive to me (rednecks don't tip anyone, so who cares if they are happy?)
It always hard for me to believe that some people actually don't tip. Yet again, waiters tend to make rather good money in some places on certain nights. I would love to be a waiter, I would smile at all the pretty girls and get lots and lots of tips.
You Burger King jockies are not hippies and I wonder why you choose to hang out here with those of us who are? No friends your own age? Dudley made valid points. What's the matter no friends at MySpace?
Burger King is nasty. Independent burger joints have much better burgers. We had this one place in Honduras that would serve ridiculously huge burgers for no money. Extra meaty.
Some people really like it though... The trick is learning to judge what kind of people like to talk personal with wait staff and which doesn't. Usually older women for example love to talk whereas most younget people don't. Waiting tables is fun because I can become a completely differant person for differant tables...
You should be a waiter... Most people with what your personality type seems to be like (origional, outgoing, creative, extraverted) tend to be the best waiters. You remind me a lot of a friend of mine who is a REALLY good waiter.
I love it. I look for humane contact in life, not just service. I want every stranger on the street to stop by and have a conversation with me.
^^^ Me too! Sadly, some people have a "take my order and leave me alone" attitude, so you catch onto that early in the waiting-game and learn to just leave them alone.
Haha, cheers I think I pocess the most important characteristic for being a waiter as well as the ones you mentioned: Patience.
You see, that would discourage me as a waiter... I need to have people contact in a people job. Wish I could work in the Waffle House... you can force people to talk to you there
Why don't you burger jockies start your own thread to discuss the merits of interpersonal communications in the field? Most of the rest of us are past the waiter/waitress stage of our lives. But I am sure you two have something valid to share with each other and the other youngsters here that are more into their burger careers than the state of the world.
True, forgot about that one. I didn't know how much that applied to you though. You have to be good at acting too... Because waiters are just undiscovered actors. It isn't easy putting a smile on your face while people are treating you like dirt, even when you do everything right.
Yes yes yes we must discuss the state of the world in every thread! There are airplanes being hijackrd by space monkeys and flown into the moon hoping for a quick crash and a bash of silence from the wild! There are monsterous mouths guzzling gas under unlit boardwalks! The sun does not shine on the bare feet of children anymore, it eats away at them with its cancerous grin! The mood is changing faster than the colours infront of your eyes as you sit on a train of stars! The people are dying of a lack of creativity and are mass buried in industrial buildings! There is a rotten thought in the alleys! The birds will no longer fly into the dark, but the light no longer exists so they will just sit and not fly choosing a single tree like butterflies and slowly decaying until all you can see is their souls sitting up there high and high! You will run away from it all and it will run after you into your bomb shelter where you will be raped by a unique breathe of wind! Live and let live, cynical old man.