I'm not suggesting you were lazy at your job. Far from it. I don't know why you say you were a bad waitress. And I'm rather surprised that you think you were.
You agreed with Rev Rick that others were just jealous about his daughter's success and that they were just lazy and didn't want to go the extra mile. That's the reason behind my suggestion you both kiss my ***.
Look, the idea presented is that the amount of tips is directly related to the level of work/service provided to customer within the establishment. Because of the years of financial struggle, I was getting the impression that competency = living wages in tips. Hence, following that logic, the impression I got was that because I was not getting a living wage, I was not competent.
I know I have joked about sucking at my job as a waitress before, but honest to god I worked my tail off and cared about the people I served. I could make great money doing the beer cart, so I have to contend against the notion that competency in food or beverage service is so entirely related to amount of tips received at the end of the night.
I contend demographics are a large part, the type of establishment, the ability for cooks and wait staff to communicate to each other, the hostess not favoring one section over another and seating people according to customers wishes as well as considering the wait staff as a whole, too. And that the establishment caters to patrons who are educated and enthusiastic about the ethics of tipping for good service.
In my experience, Heather, some people are better able to deal with the stupidity, callousness, and general hysteria of the American public than others. I myself had to learn how to let it slide. It didn't come natural to me. But my tips went way up once I had learned how to shake off the pettiness of many of my customers and give them good service nevertheless.
I have no doubt you were able to figure out something that worked for you to see your tips increase that much more. My thought is that you were simply an exceptional waiter.....
rare....when it comes to food service. I have said before that my experience in going out to eat is that exceptional service is few and far between. Not the norm. Not even notable. Rare. But just as rare as truly bad service, too.
My argument is for that whole grey area in between that make up the bulk of the workforce and not suggesting that the blame lies entirely on the service workers themselves to just either get with the program, just work harder, just give better service, just go find a 5 star restaurant, or just get another job. I'm passionate about this because this was the way I chose to survive. I already felt exploited out the wazoo due to working as an artist. Reading some of the flippant arguments about what kept me from starving to death about how all I needed to do was work harder to do better is rather insulting.
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I feel better after getting that off my chest.