03-07-2010, 08:50 AM
(This post was last modified: 03-07-2010, 08:56 AM by DragonMasterX.)
Okay, so let me state for the record that I've been meaning to share a few of these along the way during my time working at my uncle's restbar (4th summer working there by the way!), but I continued proctrastinating due to the fact I had limited access from THERE and that any time I'd spend here at home I'd barely have the energy to even think up of anything clever to say along with them. Now, having covered up for my lazyness, let me present a few stories that I found curious and/or simply ironic/interesting or that made me mad/sad at some point.
So, this guy, let's say, Antonio, works in the balneary as its DJ (although most of what he does is just set a CD on the player, adjust the volume and then he just wastes time talking to people). This guy's a childhood friend of my uncle, not to mention a somewhat charismatic individual who happens to have some sort of superiority complex among youngsters (He's probably 40-50 at this point) and loves to tell people what they should do with their lives because of what he's seen during his travels to the United States and many other hot spots in Argentina.
While this might edge around the ranty area, I'm just sounding kind of biased with my description of the guy simply because he always liked teasing me when I was a brat, and even continues doing so for the sake of old times despite I'm clearly three heads taller than he is (People often remark how I should just shut him up by compressing him to the floor singlehandedly, but. Although tempting, that's not how I solve problems with attention-whores) and let's just say I have my own kind of fun getting back at him when he leasts expects it.
For example, he likes annoying me with anything I eat during lunch break at work. Dude's kind of seated, so even if the whole personel is fed, let's say, spaghetti with sauce, he may just change it for a milanesa with a large stack of mashed potatoes. The fun fact is, he doesn't pay for it. While that doesn't bother me, he likes to pick on me aloud if I pay for a change in the menu whenever I feel like eating something I want or in case they serve fish (That's the one food I'll never like).
So, one day, I decide I want to try an item on the menu. A simple thing anyway, it was just a "Fresh Gourmet", a pair of broad buns with chicken, peppers, oregan, tomato and lettuce in it. Just as I begin eating it, he called me from his table: "Would you like high-heels with that, Missy?" he said. Don't remember how many picked up on the joke, but it was suddenly feeling like high-school again, so I decided to give him the same treatment as I did back then. Thing is, he wouldn't stop.
As I finished eating, I just did the same as always (even though I don't have to since the girls in charge do it) and pick up my plate, glass and proceed to go to the kitchen, when I hear that irritatingly cunning voice again: "You're a whiny girl, changing the menu like that. Why don't you just eat what they serve you like a man?"
So, thinking about what I knew, I just told him: "Thought I'd follow your steps. By the way, you might wanna stop letting your mouth ramble on, you're sounding like a girl your age."
While upon retrospect that sounded kind of machist and insultive to our eldery, at the time I found it quite fitting to say, and as my boss nodded at me from my workplace with a smirk (He covers for me when I go to lunch) I just noticed Antonio had decided to just shut up. He never talked to me again for the rest of the day, which I found, to say the least, utterly relaxing.
Anyway, all that was just to boast a successful confrontation, but also to condition you guys for what's to come as I found it immensly hilarious. As you might all have deduced by now, Antonio acts like your typical old-school jock, and is prone to being shocked if you act like you're playing his game and then you overthrow him. Now, we're all used to him by now, but what about people from 'outside'?
Alright, it was one ugly day during January. Two middle-aged women working for the goverment came to assess our balneary's earnings and all that yadda, as well as to take the personal data from our workers (myself included) for our 'salary checks'. I remember it clear as a day, they were sitting at Table 3, which was just in front of my work desk. As one of them processed the data from the tickets I was giving her, the other one kept taking the personel's information on their work status.
Let me say one thing about where I work: It's sort of conveniently in 'black', and every year we sort of go through this. During this time, most of the personel 'excuse themselves', and as such, only a few have to give their info out. So, during this time, we were short on waiters and waitresses, and I recall having seen Antonio verrrry flustered, since the remaining girls had so much in their hands that they barely could graciously display their mannerisms and work to a certain degree. So, being the 'problem solver' he thinks he was he decided to start 'helping' by telling the girls how to place plates and crystals around in the rests. Naturally, the government ladies saw him carrying plates and stuff.
In order to finish their assignment, the women had to take the data from one last person, that was Antonio. Both our supervisor and manager were out to take care of things outside, and I had the privilege so to speak to catch some of the conversation between Antonio and the woman.
W(oman): *Taking notes* So what is it that you do?
A(ntonio): Oh, you see, I take care of the music in the Administration's cabin.
W: *Blinks in confusion* Where is that?
A: *Points to the location, outside of the restaurant and talks some more*
W: I was under the impression you were a waiter, sir. Is that not your occupation?
A: Oh, no. You're getting it wrong.
W: Really? Well, might you explain to me why you were not in your work post, then?
So, they talk some more, and then comes the sweet part:
W: You can't be seriously telling me you're this place's DJ when I clearly saw you carrying plates over to empty tables and into those rests to set the tables up. That obviously doesn't match with your work's description.
A: *Flustered* Are you going to continue this for long? I was only helping the poor waitresses!
W: Sounded to me like you were trying to show them how to set tables up. I hardly find it consistent for a DJ to be butting in a waitress' job.
A: How dare you! I was there, being a good samaritan, and you,
W: *Trying to hold her laughter* Wait, a good samaritan? Srnk. Oh, come on. You can't be serious.
So, as they both became increasingly bothered by each other, I just amused myself with the red-faced Antonio and the largely annoyed lady. At one point in the argument though, it exploded as the woman got fed up with Antonio's antics and slammed the desk with her hands, saying something like: "Very well, if you've no interest in your salary check then so be it, out of my sight!" she said, not even looking at Antonio as she grabbed the paper she was filling with his info and shredded it in front of him. Antonio left with something shy of rabbies in his face and I just silently laughed along with everybody else.
And here I thought his 'charm' worked with everyone. Guess you can't hope to be inflexible with equally inflexible people. Anyway, that's something I wanted to type up. I'll type another anecdote shortly, feel free to comment on this one though! XD
So, this guy, let's say, Antonio, works in the balneary as its DJ (although most of what he does is just set a CD on the player, adjust the volume and then he just wastes time talking to people). This guy's a childhood friend of my uncle, not to mention a somewhat charismatic individual who happens to have some sort of superiority complex among youngsters (He's probably 40-50 at this point) and loves to tell people what they should do with their lives because of what he's seen during his travels to the United States and many other hot spots in Argentina.
While this might edge around the ranty area, I'm just sounding kind of biased with my description of the guy simply because he always liked teasing me when I was a brat, and even continues doing so for the sake of old times despite I'm clearly three heads taller than he is (People often remark how I should just shut him up by compressing him to the floor singlehandedly, but. Although tempting, that's not how I solve problems with attention-whores) and let's just say I have my own kind of fun getting back at him when he leasts expects it.
For example, he likes annoying me with anything I eat during lunch break at work. Dude's kind of seated, so even if the whole personel is fed, let's say, spaghetti with sauce, he may just change it for a milanesa with a large stack of mashed potatoes. The fun fact is, he doesn't pay for it. While that doesn't bother me, he likes to pick on me aloud if I pay for a change in the menu whenever I feel like eating something I want or in case they serve fish (That's the one food I'll never like).
So, one day, I decide I want to try an item on the menu. A simple thing anyway, it was just a "Fresh Gourmet", a pair of broad buns with chicken, peppers, oregan, tomato and lettuce in it. Just as I begin eating it, he called me from his table: "Would you like high-heels with that, Missy?" he said. Don't remember how many picked up on the joke, but it was suddenly feeling like high-school again, so I decided to give him the same treatment as I did back then. Thing is, he wouldn't stop.
As I finished eating, I just did the same as always (even though I don't have to since the girls in charge do it) and pick up my plate, glass and proceed to go to the kitchen, when I hear that irritatingly cunning voice again: "You're a whiny girl, changing the menu like that. Why don't you just eat what they serve you like a man?"
So, thinking about what I knew, I just told him: "Thought I'd follow your steps. By the way, you might wanna stop letting your mouth ramble on, you're sounding like a girl your age."
While upon retrospect that sounded kind of machist and insultive to our eldery, at the time I found it quite fitting to say, and as my boss nodded at me from my workplace with a smirk (He covers for me when I go to lunch) I just noticed Antonio had decided to just shut up. He never talked to me again for the rest of the day, which I found, to say the least, utterly relaxing.
Anyway, all that was just to boast a successful confrontation, but also to condition you guys for what's to come as I found it immensly hilarious. As you might all have deduced by now, Antonio acts like your typical old-school jock, and is prone to being shocked if you act like you're playing his game and then you overthrow him. Now, we're all used to him by now, but what about people from 'outside'?
Alright, it was one ugly day during January. Two middle-aged women working for the goverment came to assess our balneary's earnings and all that yadda, as well as to take the personal data from our workers (myself included) for our 'salary checks'. I remember it clear as a day, they were sitting at Table 3, which was just in front of my work desk. As one of them processed the data from the tickets I was giving her, the other one kept taking the personel's information on their work status.
Let me say one thing about where I work: It's sort of conveniently in 'black', and every year we sort of go through this. During this time, most of the personel 'excuse themselves', and as such, only a few have to give their info out. So, during this time, we were short on waiters and waitresses, and I recall having seen Antonio verrrry flustered, since the remaining girls had so much in their hands that they barely could graciously display their mannerisms and work to a certain degree. So, being the 'problem solver' he thinks he was he decided to start 'helping' by telling the girls how to place plates and crystals around in the rests. Naturally, the government ladies saw him carrying plates and stuff.
In order to finish their assignment, the women had to take the data from one last person, that was Antonio. Both our supervisor and manager were out to take care of things outside, and I had the privilege so to speak to catch some of the conversation between Antonio and the woman.
W(oman): *Taking notes* So what is it that you do?
A(ntonio): Oh, you see, I take care of the music in the Administration's cabin.
W: *Blinks in confusion* Where is that?
A: *Points to the location, outside of the restaurant and talks some more*
W: I was under the impression you were a waiter, sir. Is that not your occupation?
A: Oh, no. You're getting it wrong.
W: Really? Well, might you explain to me why you were not in your work post, then?
So, they talk some more, and then comes the sweet part:
W: You can't be seriously telling me you're this place's DJ when I clearly saw you carrying plates over to empty tables and into those rests to set the tables up. That obviously doesn't match with your work's description.
A: *Flustered* Are you going to continue this for long? I was only helping the poor waitresses!
W: Sounded to me like you were trying to show them how to set tables up. I hardly find it consistent for a DJ to be butting in a waitress' job.
A: How dare you! I was there, being a good samaritan, and you,
W: *Trying to hold her laughter* Wait, a good samaritan? Srnk. Oh, come on. You can't be serious.
So, as they both became increasingly bothered by each other, I just amused myself with the red-faced Antonio and the largely annoyed lady. At one point in the argument though, it exploded as the woman got fed up with Antonio's antics and slammed the desk with her hands, saying something like: "Very well, if you've no interest in your salary check then so be it, out of my sight!" she said, not even looking at Antonio as she grabbed the paper she was filling with his info and shredded it in front of him. Antonio left with something shy of rabbies in his face and I just silently laughed along with everybody else.
And here I thought his 'charm' worked with everyone. Guess you can't hope to be inflexible with equally inflexible people. Anyway, that's something I wanted to type up. I'll type another anecdote shortly, feel free to comment on this one though! XD
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