Plenty of slackers on shift. They get paid the same, assuming they are the same age as me, but if they **** up, they lose hours. Two people were recently told that if they didn't shape up, they would lose hours.
My hours have increased, so I must be doing something right.
That you must. You must be doing something right but truly you've thrown a few spanners in the works for me with your profile of how the restaurant business works down there.
I've been a bus boy in the days no one sweated being a girl called a bus boy waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay back in time when I was a baby of 12 working at a place called the Jet in Hamilton Ontario for my mom's friend. I was enthralled with having my first job. 3 bucks an hour. But the staff at the time I guess looking back in time were so happy because in the early 60's they were making whoa geeze 10 dollars plus an hour so that comparitively was a big wage. But this was a big successful restaurant and consequently Mrs. Bater gave out the money because she believed in team.
She hired me because of her connection with my mom but thankfully I lived up to expectations and I just adored being able to get my little paycheck at the end of a weekend. I was of course going to school at the same time and I was a dancer in a Ukrainian dance troupe so part time it was.
Here is what you see in a good owner/boss/employer. At the end of the year for me, just this kid who showed up to work on time, with a smile and thrilled at being part of this crew called the Jet, Mrs. Bater had held back part of my pay to match with a bonus and I got a check of a thousand dollars.
She set the standard for me. Employer. Employee. Just words. We were family. She died a few years back. I flew in to say goodbye. I owed her so much.
Sadly we don't seem to have that around these days. So we have to make our ways differently. If you have the where with all though Noomi and you seem like such a special lass is there not one way you can elevate yourself in the business?
I would LOVE to elevate myself within the business. At my old store I used to get asked time and again why I wasn't a manager, and I told those kids that I wasn't because I wasn't permitted to be. Being partially dead, I can't always understand people, or use the head sets they use for the drive thru. All managers are required to use them - so that eliminates me entirely.
Also prevents me taking a job as a receptionist, for example.
You sound like you had an awesome relationship with your first employer. I wish there were people like her around, people would be so much happier in their jobs.
The local TAFE (training facility) is opening up personal training courses soon. I'll do one of those and become a personal trainer.
Hey what level are you deaf? I'm looking at getting an implant. For me it's not just hereditary I stood in front of a lot of speakers in my lifetime in rock

I think it's worth the investment. Rush (ok get out the holy water here to protect yourself) Limbaugh is deaf and he swears by his implants.
I miss hearing birds especially. But if this small disability is what is holding you back, hey check it out if you can get it.
And yes Mrs Bater was the best. I learned so many lessons. I worked my first Thanksgiving. My grandparents were really upset that I wasn't at home but my mom and dad knew I had to.
Poor people came in. I never knew this. What was known in Hamilton was Mrs Bater would open the Jet to the poor on Thanksgiving and even if someone could give a quarter for a meal the meal was paid for. If all they could do was offer a prayer the meal was paid for.
So I served up (I'd made it to waitress level by 13 YAY!) all these souls. Washed up for today. They washed up for the day. Every one was to be served a thanksgiving meal. I remember her having us at the back of the restaurant. Looking us all in the eye. Telling us that you serve them and you serve them with dignity. Not one snicker. Or fired on the spot.
These people were coming in at her request from the streets of Hamilton and they were her guests. Mrs. Bater really was a sgt major

She was some piece of work.
I'm glad I learned from her. She was some sort of cool.