Fridays are the one of the best days of the week! It’s the beginning of the weekend and everyone has plans, and all those plans begin (and usually end) with going to a bar. I wish I could have that luxury in the sense that I can go to a bar, sit down, order a drink, and kick back after a day at the dentist.
I do go to a bar, in a restaurant, after I’m done working at the dentist. However, I’m the lovely lady who stands in the front and seats the customers as they arrive. Ta da! I’m the hostess of my restaurant! The only hostess at my restaurant. It was a recently created position, as we did not have somebody at the door all the time to greet people and seat them. Makes me wonder what they were doing before I came along. My one manager remembered that I was a hostess for four years at another restaurant, and asked me to start being the hostess there, and to create a system. The system has been made and implemented well the last several months I’ve been at the front.
Occasionally, I leave (sickness, vacation, etc.), and somebody else has to do my job. I once heard the manager did my job, and got so confused, he said, “I wonder how she does it.” With respect. He normally pokes fun at me, so I was rather pleased when I found out. I knew he would never say it to my face.
Tonight, I will sit behind my little table with my seating chart, reservation/wait list, and my menus. I will smile at people who will ask to bounce from one table to another; I will see almost everyone do something stupid, and I will laugh at it. All in all, it’s not so bad. Just tiring and some times emotionally exhausting. And when it’s all said and done, I get my drink at the bar after a VERY long day at work.
And on that note, it’s been real!