The Not So Holy

When I was 19 (21 now), I used to work at a fine-dining restaurant in my area, and Sundays were ALWAYS the absolute worst. While I’ve had quite a few bad experiences serving on Sundays, I’m going to go ahead and share the worst one.

A large group of couples (about 20 people, ages ranging from young 20s to late 40s) came in for lunch dressed in their Sunday best. When I first tried to give my whole welcome spiel (Welcome to the establishment, our specials, getting drink orders, etc), one of the older women in the group held up her hand and told me to come back in 5 minutes, because they were trying to talk. Fair enough. I came back 5 minutes later as requested and was then chastised for “taking so long to come to the table” by the same woman who originally sent me away. At this point, I knew it was going to be a disaster, but I held my tongue, smiled, offered an apology, and proceeded to take drink orders. Getting drink orders for this table was a nightmarish ordeal that took about 20 minutes. Apparently the women were against drinking alochol on Sundays, but some of the men weren’t, so they proceeded to argue and try to involve me in the argument. Once the whole thing was straightened out and I returned with all of the drinks, I proceeded to take orders (which was also a nightmare because of the modifications). At some point, one of the younger women noticed that her husband had been staring at my chest for quite a while, and proceeded to berate him for doing so, and also berated me for having “such a large chest” and informed me that I should “do something about them so that men don’t stare.” Keep in mind that my shirt was completely buttoned all the way to the top and absolutely NO cleavage was showing. I apologized anyway and went to go put in their order while trying not to get upset over this woman’s comments. As I made my way back to the table to remove appetizer plates and refill drinks, the women were whispering to each other and glaring at me the entire time, and while they had been polite but demanding before, they were just flatout rude. They started snapping their fingers to get my attention, and made comments about how I must be incompetent because it was taking me more than 5 minutes to refill all 20 drinks, and remove the dishes of 20 people from the table. When I brought out their food and started doling it out to each person, one of the older gentlemen apparently felt that it would be appropriate to pinch my butt, which then started another fight between him and his wife, but also between all of the women and me. 4 of them proceeded to call me a slut, while the others said I was too incompetent to do my job correctly, and that I was giving off “sexual vibes” to the men.

I know that some female servers flirt with the male member of the couple in hopes of getting a higher tip, but I’ve never done so. I addressed everyone at the table as “sir” or ma’am”, made sure not to make any physical contact with any of the males when it wasn’t absolutely necessary to do so, and I made sure to smile and compliment each of the women’s outfits.

After they finished insulting me, they demanded that I bring my manager to the table, which I did. They (the women) all aired their complaints about my service and appearance, and demanded that my manager comp their meals. My manager made no effort to defend me (despite telling me multiple times previously that I was the best server they had, and that they were constantly having people write letters or call to tell them what a wonderful server I was) and comped their meals. After I finished boxing everything up (they’d demanded to just take everything to go because I’d apparently ruined their meal), I went to go clean up the table. At that point, I wasn’t expecting a tip, but I also didn’t expect any of the nasty notes (calling me a whore, slut, telling me I’m ugly and too stupid to do anything besides serving, that I was incompetent, that I was going to hell, etc.) from the women. Some of them even finished off their notes by stating that they’d “pray for me to better myself.” But the icing on the cake? The notes from the husbands of 3 of the women who left their phone numbers for me. This was the experience that ended it for me. In tears, I collected all of the notes, finished clearing up the table, went to my manger and showed him the notes, and told him that I quit, and that I wouldn’t be coming back.

I’m not sure that I’ll ever take a serving job again, but if I do, I’m going to find a restaurant that’s not open on Sundays. It’s not worth the abuse, the condescending attitudes, and the terrible tips (religious tracts, bible verses, notes that they’ll pray for me), that you get when serving on Sundays.

The worst thing about it? I’m a Christian. I go to church. I do community service, I give offering, I’m saving myself until marriage. I’m doing all of the things that I’m supposed to do, and it’s just disgusting to see that my fellow Christians could behave so horribly. My ex-coworkers were always saying that if that’s how Christians acted, they wanted no part of Christianity, and I couldn’t even blame them. Too many Christians act self-righteous when they leave church on Sundays. They ask if we believe in God, and they condemn us for working on Sunday, but they’re failing to realize that if it weren’t for THEM coming in, none of us would be there.

the worst

This morning the first thing i had to do is clean the whole house. It is on my schedule. Then i needed to go to my work that starts at 10:00. My boss tells me that i need to do this project thing do the next day. How do i have time to do this when i need to take care of my two twins that are still babies!!!! I leave a babysitter to take of them when i am at work. Now i need to be super mommy and save the day like i always do. So i did the project that day while put the babies on my lap. It was hard but i did it.

Super let down

Today I got a .03% tip from a church I used to go to. The delivery service we provide is pretty extensive, and includes all the supplies needed for a buffet-style banquet and the set up can take 15-30 mins. Not that I expect 20% but I certainly didn’t think I would only get 20 dollars on a 680 dollar order from a church that I used to play guitar in the youth group band. This happens pretty much every time at churches and more often than not I leave empty handed. I would give more than 20 dollars for a pizza boy to merely drop off a ton of pizzas. I’m seriously struggling to pay bills this month because I’ve been delivering to so many churches.

Without Fail…

I worked at a little mom & pop type restaurant when I was in high school.  This was 10+ years ago but I will never, ever forget.  In fact, I’m certain I could still pick the offenders out of a crowd still to this day.  Without fail every single Sunday night 15 minutes before close a group would come in fresh out of church.  There were always 12-15 adults plus at least 6 smaller kids.  I always got stuck with them.  If you can imagine an odd request, they had it.  I stayed running back and forth to the kitchen for them, fake smile in tow each time.  I knew what was coming….  Despite the good service they always received, I never made more than $8 off that table, often with part of the tip in change.  They would stay a minimum of an hour and a half, meaning on my “early off” night, I was still there until around 11 because certain cleaning could not be done until they were gone.  Those kids?  Were the worst kids I routinely waited on.  Food all in the floors, spilled drinks, shredded and scattered papergoods…..  I remember asking one of the parents if I could get their child some crayons and paper to keep her occupied and her exact reply to me was, “No, she’d rather throw her rice on the floor.”  In what world is that okay?!  Did they allow this behavior at home as well???  In case you’ve never tried to vacuum or sweep cooked rice off carpetted floors here’s a hint: it’s not coming up unless you pick it up.  I have never dealt with a more rude, needy, ill mannered group in my life.  I will never forget them as long as I live and I will never go in a restaurant 15 minutes before close even if I was starving.  But you can bet if I did, I’d tip much more than a lousy $8.  Ridiculous…..

I just gave God 10%…

I am a current restaurant manager and have been in the business for 17 years. Sundays have always been the worst. Working a 14 hour shifton Sunday visiting tables is the worst part of my  week. Most of the guests are very rude and condescending. I have been asked why I am working on aSunday instead of being in Church. However someone has to be there to take care of you. We have the most complaints on Sundays and are cursed at more than any other day.  I am constantly having to comfort servers who are very upset and sometimes crying. It’s almost impossible to staff a restaurant on Sundays due to the rude guests and in turn we have to make working Sunday a requirement to be employed their. Which means less of our staff can enjoy going to church at all. It’s very sad and a vicious cycle that seems to never end. The worst part is instead of leaving a tip some actually write “I just gave God 10% why would I give you anything?”.

It’s all true. Plue some…

I have been in restaurants my entire life. I’ve read a lot of the stories here, and have experienced most of them.  I managed a restaurant where the owners of the franchise’s office was closest to my restaurant.  Catholics, pillars of the community. The 2 owner operator son in laws having a reputation for having side girl’s in each restaurant they owned. Would bring their entire family, including young twins, among other children, the parent’s in law, who were the 51% owners, the daughters and wives of the church going big contributor son in laws. The whole family would come into lunch at least once a week, often more. My waitstaff cringed at seeing them pull up. They would leave stacks of quarters amounting to 2 maybe 3 dollars as tips. For waiting on 8-12 people, as they ate in their own restaurant for free of course.
I worked at one popular place and waited on a popular race car driver and his wife and their best friend couple, they always, always treated me badly, as if they were so much better than everyone else. Also, BIG church goers, pillars of the community. Of course small tips after they look down their nose at you for the hour that you wait on them,  serving their scotch on the rocks.
My daughter is now a server at another popular place, same race car driver and his family recently treated her the same if not worse. She calls me every night to tell me how her night went. She started to tell me of these horrible people and their teenage children who wouldn’t even look up at her, not make eye contact because they were so snotty. She then described them to me, and I said “XXXXXXXX?” and she says yes! that’s his name!
I realize this is about church goers “Christians”.   This is only a snippet of the stories I could tell. Anyone who has ever served and worked on Sundays knows for a fact, all of this is true. Some pertinent parts being left out, for politically correct reasons, and anyone reading this , that has experienced any of this knows what that means.
One other thing I have noticed here, is that the truly decent people, Christian or not, always make up for the ones who don’t tip properly. People at other tables watch, observe and are appalled at the behavior of these so called Christians, and tip extra to make up for them.
It is a risky business, and you must have a thick thick skin to endure it.
Here is what I have to say to all the church goers, who look down on servers.
You can stand in a garage, but that doesn’t make you a mechanic.

Been in the business for 30 years…

I was in the business for 30 years. I have served, bartended, cooked and was a manager. I can honestly say that any church group whether it was on Sunday or not was not always a pleasure to wait on. We will stick to Sundays for right now. A lot of Sunday patrons come in groups. The first problem is they never know how many people are in there group. they say 6 and 15ppl show up. This not only takes up 1 servers whole section it can be very disrupting to the restaurant as a whole. Needless to say that now nobody has any idea when everybody will be showing up so part of the group orders and then the rest of the group shows up and they want drinks like now. You can see where I’m going with this. That is just 1 problem. Well to say the least this group does not eat together and the person that feels they are the host of this LAST MINUTE get together is complaining to management because he or she feels the server could have done a better job of getting everything together so his group could enjoy a meal ALL together. Anyway even though this group is paying separately now comes the real problem EVERYBODY wants to pay at once.  Now I’m not saying that all groups are like this, but most groups on Sundays are… Now I have not even mentioned the tips yet.. Most restaurant’s add 18% to parties over 8, but this still is a problem because half of these people shared food or had a dinner salad so needless to say for a party of 15 this server was lucky if they made 10.00 dollars for  a party that took up there entire section for 2 hrs because after they paid there bill they wanted to sit and talk.. Hence this server made 15.00 dollars on aSunday lunch shift.. Which with there hourly wage and after there tipout they made for 5 hours of work a total of 22.00. So if you break it down they made 5.20 an hour and was told they could have done better…  I could go on and on of all the bad stories I have they do out way the good ones…I guess what people need to remember is the wage a server makes is 2.13 an hour and after they claim there tips each day there check is used to pay THERE TAXES. Most servers don’t even get a check they live off there tips. So be kind servers are people they are not servants for hire when you go out to eat… They are just trying to make a living to feed there families, and just because they  are working on Sunday does not mean they don’t believe on God it just means they need to make extra money to make ends meet. So giving them a lecture or a religious pamphlet for a tips is not helping…

Sunday Crowd

I work at a restaurant to support myself while pursing my Bachelor’s. I enjoy my job, but I recently developed medical issues making work difficult and painful at times. I have two tumors in my back (noncancerous) with one pressing against the nerve. I have searing back pain on a daily basis, often made worse by running and lifting at work. I can normally make it through a 6, 8, even 10 hour shift on any week day, but on Sunday I’m completely drained after three hours. Sunday customers come in huge groups making the ordering process longer and more confusing- and it almost never fails half the group forgets what they ordered. They often move tables together without permission, and leave them for me to put back. They complain more than normal and use harsher words than other customers.  Often they shout out demands at me as a walk by. (Not, “Excuse me, may we have some more bread?” but instead “Bread!”). They stay for ridiculous amounts of time and leave the table as a massive wreck, also neglecting to keep an eye on their children (who just run around and make more of a mess).  They come and spent upward $50 dollars and leave no tip. I have several coworkers who refuse to work on Sundays. Honestly, if I didn’t need the money, I would as well.

it’s not only sunday… its Wednesday nights too!

I worked in a restaurant in a small town and every wednesday night the most arrogant group  of holiness or Pentecostal church members and pastor included would come in. They came in a group of about 15-20. Including their rambunctious  children. Not only did they ask me questions like if I was saved, if I went to church, and make remarks like i needed to repent… but they never left a tip. Not on Sundays or Wednesday’s. They did, however leave their children to run around unsupervised and disrupt other customers. And they left the most awful messes to clean. We had carpet and I had to clean it every night… im talking ice cream, potatoes, you name it  was smashed into the carpet. A lot of times they wouldn’t even talk to me… ironically,  I am a Christian. I go to church every sunday and Wednesday’s if I can make it. I never shared that with them. So quick to judge without knowing onesstory.

Retail Sundays…

I work in retail, and everytime I see that I have to work on Sundays I cry a little. Every Sunday I am in the same situation with the people come in their church attire. For example last Sunday I worked a lady come in with her older mother they began to talk down to me like I was usless and unworthy. They are always rude, ungrateful, and I can not stand Sundays. I just hope that one day it will change. Always be grateful, remember that I want to be a t church to, but I have bills to pay and school to do, so retail and working on Sundays is something I have to do. No need to be snotty and mean.