Work is fun!
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27 Dec 2006, 00:25
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Unbeknown to me, I had the 7 - 12 shift at work tonight. Around 20 past 7 I get a phone call telling me I should be in work, in a fit of panic I iron my shirt and set off into the night. 10 minute jog later and I'm entering the pub, it's pretty dead, there's about 40 people there, 2 bar staff, and hardly anyone is ordering. About 5 seconds after signing in and getting sorted, the manageress tells me and Chris to take a break; we start talking and I find out I'm getting double pay for tonight (That means around £9.50 an hour), this makes me quite happy.
I return to the bar and wash a few glasses, afterwards I ask the manageress what time I should sign in for, since I arrived at about half past, she says just put yourself down for 7 - 12, I nod and do as I'm told. Another 5 minutes goes by and she orders me on another break: I sit down with a glass of coke and start flipping beer mats, I got to 9! Returning to the bar I wash a few glasses and serve a few customers, but it's still dead. One guy pays for his drinks with a £20 note, He has about £11 change but walks away before I can give it to him: he was not a generous tipper and in fact had forgotten what he payed with. After about 10 minutes of waiting for him to ask for his money back I'm left with a moral dilemma: do I keep the money and treat myself or give it back? It'd be nice if you'd reply with what you'd do in that situation.
Anyway, another hour of standing around doing nothing much and it's 9 o'clock. The manageress asks me how I plan on getting home, I tell her I'm walking, she then tells me it's OK If I leave, I get out of there before she has a change to take it back. Saying good bye to Chris, who I felt bad for since he'll be working until 12, I jogged home. This means, essentially, I'm getting paid £45 for an hours easy work, Christmas is indeed a special time of year!
I return to the bar and wash a few glasses, afterwards I ask the manageress what time I should sign in for, since I arrived at about half past, she says just put yourself down for 7 - 12, I nod and do as I'm told. Another 5 minutes goes by and she orders me on another break: I sit down with a glass of coke and start flipping beer mats, I got to 9! Returning to the bar I wash a few glasses and serve a few customers, but it's still dead. One guy pays for his drinks with a £20 note, He has about £11 change but walks away before I can give it to him: he was not a generous tipper and in fact had forgotten what he payed with. After about 10 minutes of waiting for him to ask for his money back I'm left with a moral dilemma: do I keep the money and treat myself or give it back? It'd be nice if you'd reply with what you'd do in that situation.
Anyway, another hour of standing around doing nothing much and it's 9 o'clock. The manageress asks me how I plan on getting home, I tell her I'm walking, she then tells me it's OK If I leave, I get out of there before she has a change to take it back. Saying good bye to Chris, who I felt bad for since he'll be working until 12, I jogged home. This means, essentially, I'm getting paid £45 for an hours easy work, Christmas is indeed a special time of year!
yes i did watch chicken run on BB1
btw, if he didnt come back, i would take the money for myself
You have too much time typing a story like that ;<
I came out from behind the bar and gave the man his change back, I guess I'm a nice guy.
Of course, it's no more complicate than bar work, but I'd wager that most of the time a Bar is more crowded than a restaurant, and the customers much more rowdy. Anyway, I do tip when a bartender who is quite obviously being pounded, serves me quickly and kindly, I know it raises my spirits and I like to think it raises theirs.
I imagine if the sum is above a few pounds, it does prompt a conversation of two between the barstaff, and indeed between the recipients friends =o). The largest tip I ever received was 5 pound something, guy was ordering guiness, I guess he liked the fact that I actually took the time to pour a decent pint.