They called me this morning and left a message to tell me I wasn't a good fit for them. Ha. They kept claiming all night that since their service is impeccable, it takes a certain type of person to work there. First of all- I don't know where they got the idea that their service is impeccable. I've been in and out of the restaurant industry for 7 years...I know impeccable service when I see it. It wasn't there; sorry- but it wasn't. I've given impeccable service- this place was mediocre at best. I even looked on Yelp before I went in to do that shift and after 140 something comments- the majority of customers agreed that the service gets like- 3 out of 5 stars if that. That's NOT IMPECCABLE FOLKS. I know California service sucks so they probably THINK they give great service compared to other restaurants around here- but I know good service and I didn't really see anything stellar last night.
Then there was the issue of me shadowing a girl with an attitude. I don't know what I did- or if it was even me- but she was bitching all night about the host staff and how they don't know how to seat people, and even her customers. When we passed one of her tables, a guest grabbed my arm and asked where her ice cream was. I told the server, who got all upset and started bitching that it's on it's way soon enough and they need to calm down- and they better watch it because they were starting to irritate her. Okayyyy. I have no idea why it was so irritating to her but whatever. I asked her- is it because they've been here for so long? They were like- 85 years old! Of course they are going to take their time with dinner! She said that wasn't it. I asked if it was because they were "high maintenance" (which I didn't think they were but I couldn't figure out why else she would be irritated) and she said yes, that was it, but I wasn't convinced. She freaked out about 5 minutes later and asked that I shadow someone else; so I'm guessing that when the manager asked her how it was to have me follow her- her reviews weren't stellar because she was irritated. Maybe I shouldn't have told her that her guests were asking where their food was? I'm not sure. Oh well. All I can say to myself over and over is that it's okay- it wasn't meant to be and I'll find something else. I'll find a restaurant where I can work and not be stressed out constantly about the
So yeah, back to the job board. Fingers crossed!