Jean Alphin

"Short Stories"

"Past and Present" My Story as a Server!!!

I have been reading quite a bit about blogging.I have been all over the internet,trying to find something different to blog about.But I found the only things that you should blog about is something that you know about.So I’m going to blog about,my experience being a waitress,for decades. Today they call waitress’s, servers.This name is the gender neutral version of waitresses or waiters. Back in 1971.I took a job as a waitress.At a business called “Marcus Hook Diner”. Didn’t know a thing about it. Except,you take the customers order,and then serve them. I found out that being hired as server, it was more than that. You served the drinks and food,but also cleaned up before and after. If you were lucky a busboy,would bust your tables when you were busy.This gave you a chance to finish the tables that you had left. It also gave you the opportunity to have another table open.In return,, you would have to give the busboy his cut at the end of your shift.This process was fine with me!!! When your co-workers work together,it’s like team work. This sometimes didn’t applied to some of my co-workers.I never in a thousand years thought,I would make serving a lifetime employment.I seemed to fit in with this new job of mine.Before my employment as a server,I did babysitting,this was a nice experience,but not for a length of time.You probably had the experiences of babysitting one time or another. Don’t get me wrong,I love children,just thought it was time to move on.Working in a Deli was a nice experience,for a short time.My next job,I believe I only took the job,because my husband’s aunt and uncle owned a nursing home at that present time. I’m guessing around the end of the sixties.I loved the patients,but it was a heart breaking experience.Some of them were just like children,you had to help bathe them,dress,feed them and make sure they were given their meds from the attending nurse on duty at the time.All of my co-workers tried their best to make sure all the patients were comfortable.But the heartbreaking part,was some of the patients would sit in their chairs on the week-end,and sometimes during the week. Just waiting for a family member to come and visit them. Then when no one showed up they always had an excuse for them.This didn’t happen with all the patients,some had visitors mostly every day,or least once a week.While I worked there,maybe for two years. Few of the patients would have regular visits from family members. They would be there practicably every other day.Bringing in flowers,candy and other treats.Laughing and trying to cheer up their family member.But the heart wrenching things next,was when a family member just put on a act until they got what they wanted. Like signing over everything the patient own.Afterward the patient didn’t ever see that member again. You have to be a person,that isn’t that sensitive as I am.So I left that job,and was hired as a waitress.Little did I know,this job was going to be for a lifetime.!!!! You have to have a great boss and great co-workers. My bosses at the time,was Tom and Reds,what I remember about them is they never gave me a hard time.Their were a couple of my co-workers,they were hard on.I suppose they weren’t doing their job.My other co-workers were pretty nice to me.They all gave me some pointers along the way.My customers were all very nice,I got to know a lot of people through this job of mine.It’s funny some people you wait on everyday,you might know their name. But in some cases you only know them by what they drink and eat. I’m sure most of you out their that are servers,know what I’m talking about.Most of the time when your busy,you don’t have time to mingle with the customers.You just have time to say hello and take their order.For breakfast and lunch most customers want to come in and eat and go to work. Or when they come in on their lunch break,they only have enough time to order,eat and run.


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