Working at the restaurant on the weekends has provided me a source of income to pay for rent, bills, groceries and all the other things. Just a brief ramble on working at the restaurant.
I usually work in the mornings and the restaurant that I work at is known for their breakfast meals. Every time I bring out orders, I can completely understand why. The lush smell of all those good food makes me seriously drool over them. And every time I clean up tables and there are still good pieces left in, I feel like its such a waste to just chuck it in the bin. There have been numerous times where I was so tempted to just hide the decent pieces of food and save it for myself. But of course. Yes. It's very unsanitary. So in the bin it goes.
Its tiring. Kudos to the people that work in hospitality as this is my first job in a restaurant. The demands customers make, having to deal with numerous people at a time, making sure orders are in, plates and cutlery are set, tables are cleaned out at the right time, and the list goes on and on. My first day completely reminded me of the game "Diner Dash". Completely.
A good thing about working at a restaurant, or any work for a matter of fact, is meeting new people. The people you work with and the people you serve. The people you work with of course are the important key.
I have to make sure I hold myself back the next time I clean out tables. Especially if I've had those late nights, so less brain cells to work with the next day. Must stop drooling now.
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