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oh yes i know.. it's really not a memoir.. but hey it was catchy ya know? so basically I'm going to write about my adventures as a Red Robin hostess.. its a job i've had for about... 5 weeks now.. and some fairly interesting things have happened... well interesting as they get for someone who only goes out side to get the mail and go to work. oh and of course.. I'm not going to tell you which Red Robin.. then you might come bug me.. and that would be scary... I'm also just going to change the names.. just for the hell of it 3nodding ok? so on with the first entry.

So today, I was washing windows. yes washing windows. scarily enough.. were not just talking door stops and seaters, we do more than that I promise. anyways, washing windows, when somebody comes, and I open the door for them, just like the good little door stop I am, when the lady feels the obligation to piss me off, and puts her hand right on the window, leaning on it, in a spot I *just* washed mind you. and lets her herd of kids in.. all of which also draaaaags there grubby little paws across the glass on the doors, I watched all of this in horror, glass cleaner bottle still in hand. Then once her and her herd get in, she demands *me* (apparently all the 5 other hostesses were doing some other kind of work and not paying attention.) to seat her.

so I set her up at a table, still holding my patience some how, and upon arriving to the table she says,
"seat us at another one! its too dirty!" I looked down at the table and there was, in all it's dirtyness, a small ice cube, accidently left there by one of the bussers.
"I can wipe it off real quick for ya if you want.." I say in the happiest voice I can manage,
"no, no.. just get us another one would you!?"
"uhhh.. ok"
So... I go on a quest for a new table for the woman and her herd. and finding one, and setting it up, I *happily* returned to her and took her to the table. she imediatly look at the thing like it was a disgusting peice of trash. "I want a booth not a table!" so of course.. since it was lunch time the only booth big enough for them... was the one with the ice cube.. so I expain that to her, saying it will only take me around three seconds to wipe of the table... finally after around 5 minutes shes convinced and takes the table.

and I wiped it off, not bothering to dry it afterwards. (hell she wants a dry table that badly she can dry it her self. besides.. were not supposed to wipe it off anyways...) so i go back to the front, where the four of the other hostesses glared at me for leaving them for so long with all the other people, so I had to explain to them what happened. Then after the front crowd was cleared, I went back to washing my windows, kid and mother smears and numerous other new smears were there, that could of been prevented.. had I been able to wash them. bastards. that was when one of the managers, Sara, came up and began yelling at me for letting the windows get so dirty and for keeping customers waiting. I tried to explain.. but to no avail.

Now, that I was further pissed off, I found the server who was serving the lady and her whelps and offered to do a refill, since she was kinda busy. Taking the glass, I went behind the counter, and refilled it, but I added several things to it.. basically what I could find to make it taste horrible... in this case, being tabasco sauce, ketchup, seasoning salt., and of course pepper. I bring it back to her then return to my post infront of the door. unfortunatly I couldnt see her expression when she drank it.. but i did see her run into the bathroom about 10 seconds later.

so moral of story children?: just go sit were we seat you,and if you want a booth, tell us before we go. and if its dirty... ask nicely and we'll clean it off hell we'll probably do it anyways... but if you get me though... and your mean well... I hope you like tabasco sauce in your coke or glass cleaner... depends on what my mood was just before you innterupted my life with your stupidity.