This job, it's the monkey's paw, you can give it away but you have to disclose it's real purpose...
...a new waitress, fifty-something, the nephew isn't impressed, he'd rather hire something a little more to his taste, me, obviously I don't care, she's not to my taste either but it's not about that, it's about how she works...
...fifties, her Wiccan pendant, she's got her freak right out there, wrinkled like an apricot, flaming dyed red hair, she's apparently done this before...she's perfectly suited to flirt with our 80+ year old customers...
...but spend too much time holding up the bar, making imaginary value for herself by polishing glasses, reorganizing the bar, the nephew isn't having it, orders her to get drinks, it takes her a few days and then she's hopping...she's never opened a bottle of wine at a table before, I scoff, she's got to be lying, doesn't know what's in a lemon twist, hand the knife and explain, ...she's not persuading us of her lifetime of service but she needs the job...the industry, the restaurant industry in specific, it isn't kind to people that are older or unattractive, I can't think of a way to warn her she's on thin ice, the owner's watching her every move and the nephew, he's not liking her at all...our days off are shuffled, I'm on the Old Italian Waiter's 4 days of doubles and Saturday Night, the worst rota ever but he liked it, I don't, the price of 2 days in a row is an extra shift I didn't want or need...and she's asking about payday, tips, I tell her but she seems to forget, asks again the next evening, I get it, she's probably broke, but it isn't my problem...painful to say, but my indifference makes me the "good cop", the others are a little too transparent in their loathing...
...tip outs, the "how much to tip out the new equal who held up the bar", we start her low, worry about complaints, she could be trouble, but, really, she'd wants her share she has to start providing the value...that said, the nephew's set a bad example as to how much can be paid for how little work, an equal as well, but an equal who does as little as possible...
Fuck I hate this, the hard landing on an empty wallet after a few brief weeks off, need to get out, escape, every regular customer that appears is an inward curse, I'm sooo done...