Traffic Surge

I’ve noticed a recent surge in traffic to Waiter Rant. Welcome to all the new readers! My Stat Counter software indicates that several hundred people have come to the site via a Google keyword search. (Keyword – “waiterrant.blogspot.com”) Is...

Hippie Faux Pas

I’m in the kitchen munching on some fried polenta chips when the hostess interrupts me. “You’ve got a new table on ten.” I look at the clock. It’s almost closing. “Does anyone else want this table?” I ask. It’s a stupid question. The other waiters mentally vacated the...

Hamburgers and God

I’m heading in for work when my stomach starts to growl. I didn’t eat much of a breakfast so I stop at the local fast food joint and grab a burger to go. When I arrive at the Bistro I realize I have a few minutes to kill before my shift starts. I pour myself a Diet...

Now I’m a Thief

“Hello, the Bistro. How may I help you?” “Yeah, I want to talk to the manager,” an angry voice sputters. “I’m the manager. How can I be of assistance?” I reply sweetly. “One of your waiters ripped me off last night!” the man yells. Oh boy. “Tell me what happened,” I...

Tsunami

I’m lying outside on the beach sunning myself. I can hear the surf pound the shore. I take a pull on my beer. I’m relaxed and content. Life is good. All of a sudden my mother stands over me blocking the sun, “You’re going to be late for your brother’s wedding,” she...

It ain’t Shakespeare…….

Most restaurant patrons only see the “front of the house.” The dining room. But if you push on past the hushed tones, obsequious smiles, and culinary kabuki, you’ll find yourself backstage. This is where the real work of a restaurant is done. A rabbit warren of...

The Madding Crowd

A lot of people think waiters are poster boys for bad behavior. The archetype of the arrogant French waiter is a perfect example. We’re often characterized as mean, patronizing, vindictive, food inseminating malcontents. Well, sometimes that may be true – but it...

The Sour and The Cheap

“The computer’s not working,” Arlene informs me. Ugh. Our state of the art POS system has froze up again. I go over to the touch screen and tap the glass gingerly. NO INPUT SIGNAL the screen flashes woefully. “Open the pod bay doors Hal,” I mutter aloud. NO INPUT...

Vertigo

Larry Mullen, the drummer from the band U2, is a regular at my bistro. Unassuming, polite, and a good tipper, he comes in with his family whenever he’s in the States. They’re completely normal nice people. We have a good policy regarding celebrities at the Bistro. We...