Anyway, I thought I would tell a little tale about when yours truly worked in a fine eatery as a bus-boy. Now, for those of you unfamiliar with the duties of a bus-boy, basically we have to do all the crap that the waitresses feel too important to have to do.
Now, it was bad enough that this establishment had only two bussers working at once in a huge packed house on Friday nights. It was bad enough that I was literally the only person employed there who had actual life aspirations like, oh I don't know....COLLEGE??
But, things were about to get worse. You see, there was a particularly foul waitress named Heidi who worked there. Heidi looked like a fish, but without a fish's winning personality. She was a bitch in every sense. She was a single mom who home-schooled her son, and never ever shut up about it. She treated me like crap whenever she could, especially after discovering that I had done such pompous things as graduating high school, and getting my name right on the SATs.
Well, one particularly busy Friday night, I saw an entire table of people stand up and put their coats on. They then proceeded to exit the restaurant, leaving a stack of nasty dishes and empty wine glasses on the table. After being dogged all evening by that jerk Heidi for not working fast enough, I decided to jump into action. I cleaned and re-set the table in record time. After doing so, I discovered a wrapped birthday present under the table, so I took it to the hostess, figuring in their rush, the party had forgotten it.
As it turned out though, they had merely gone out to SMOKE. I was informed of this by an incensed Heidi who proceeded to yell at me in front of the entire restaurant for not taking my work seriously, and then when I would try to argue, she would put her hand in my face and walk away. I told her that being using basic intelligence, seeing a group of people all leave a table with a stack of dishes in the middle, usually indicates that they are done eating and leaving for the evening. I also informed her that like the majority of Americans, and unlike every other single person employed there, I am a non-smoker, so the thought that these people were on their way to light up was not exactly the first thing on my mind.
She then proceeded to come up to me at several other points in the evening to inform me that I was unprofessional and yadda yadda, all while I was tryint to work. Then she told my boss, a miserable Italian troll named Jimmy Romano, fresh off his return from the Island of Misfit Stereotypes. I had it out with him too. Lord, do these people use any logic or common sense at all? Probably not.
Needless to say, I quit just a week later, citing that it was just getting to be "too much" to work there. Understatement of the year. I will never ever work in food service again as long as I live.
So, for today's list, I thought I would stay with the TV concept.
The Coolest TV Dudes of the last 10 years:
- Theo Huxtable (Cosby Show)
- Uncle Jesse (Full House)
- Eddie Winslow (Family Matters)
- Cody (Step by Step)
- Noah Allen (The Mystery Files of Shelby Woo)
- Bobby Budnick (Salute Your Shorts)
- Arnez (One on One)
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