There was an entry in today’s “You’re the Boss” blog on the New York Times website entitled “One Hundred Things Restaurant Staffers should never do. (Part 1).” Oh man, I just had this rip a new one. My responses are in italics. ONE HUNDRED THINGS
It’s 7:00 AM and I’m running late for work. It’s my fault of course. I didn’t get much sleep last night and the snooze bar on my alarm clock was too tempting to pass up. When I finally achieved consciousness I realized I had only
The Brown-Eyed Girl and I parted ways a little while back so, to help lift my spirits, my friend Phil took me to the rifle range to blast cartoon zombies with his AR-15. I know what you’re thinking, high powered rifles and breakups don’t mix.
This is messed up. That’s just wrong. They didn’t need to fire him. I think an email to Barney Greengrass asking that the waiter be reinstated is in order. Here’s the address. Guy’s got a kid to support. What do you guys think?
After looking reading though the discussion thread from the last post I noticed that some people find that actually having to physically hand a tip to a worker is a stressful experience. Why is that? Why is handing a tip to a bellhop, valet, baggage