Alright folks. Here is the story you built! Yall were kinda all over the place with the comments so we did the best we could and pieced this thing together. Special thanks to ~A~ for completing the finished product! So here it is..... WAITING FOR CHRISTMAS While walking into work on that cold, snowy day I hoped that my day would be short. I had partied hard the night before and had to force myself out of the bed and then out of the bathroom just to get ready for work. Of course we all know what happens when you wish for something. The opposite always happens. The state I was in though I wasnt thinking about the repurcussions of wishing my hangover away. As I walked into the store I was greeted by the God awful month long torture of the Christmas Radio Station. I groaned as I walked to the POS to clock in. I was putting my apron on and getting ready to take my first table of the day when the hostess walked up to me. Now I couldnt stand this girl. She was young, but irritating. I knew the moment I saw the smirk and the light blinking off her braces that I wasnt going to like what she had to say. I was told to let you know youre gonna have a party of twenty in half an hour. She snickered/snorted and flounced away to do whatever it was she did while at work, cause it sure wasnt working. Half an hour later I groaned as a parade of old ladies with red hats came strolling through the door. I had seen these ladies before. I was really surprised to see them out on such a nasty day. I knew it was going to be a day full of lunch combos, and oriental salads. After the ladies settled I went over and introduced myself. Starting from the left side I began my day of hell. Fifteen of the ladies ordered water with lemons, and five ordered hot teas. Five of the other ladies ordered coffee too. I got the waters out first and then came back with the hot teas and coffees. As I walked by to set down the tray one of the ladies reached up to grab a cup of coffee. I was thrown off balance by the arm and the weight shifting on the tray. I watched as the cups began to fall over as the tray tilted. For a moment I thought I can do this. I can be Spiderman. That thought was quickly shattered as I heard a yell beside me. Somewhere else on the floor I heard some clapping and some jerk yelled out JOB OPENING! My head thumped a few times, and I prayed I would pass out. I looked around as I stood up, assessing the damage that had been done. A couple of the old girls was hiding smiles behind napkins but two ladies to my left were anything but pleased. Not only did they have dark stains on their laps,but from the ladies beside them holding empty water glasses I could only guess they had been double soaked. I apologized profusely, and then cringed when my manager walked up behind me. He quickly made sure that everyone was ok, and then sent me off to retrieve the hot drinks again. I finally got those to the right people and took the order.As I feared there were a few lunch combos and some oriental salads. In the twenty minutes it took for the food to come out those old ladies ran me crazy. They complained that the heat was way too hot. They complained that the music was too loud. They had numerous refills, and then to top it all off one of the ladies took me to the side to let me know that ten of the ladies had birthdays, and could I sing to them. I almost cried. I have performance anxiety. I HATE birthdays. In fact Ive been in the same spot for six years and I only finally did the birthday song last year. I did it three times that day. Ive been cursed ever since. Finally my parties food came up and as I walked to the back to get it I prayed to any diety I could think of that this would go smoothly. I came out carrying four different plates, three of them working on burning the skin from my forearm. Three people followed behind me. I came up to the ladies and started calling out the food orders. Of course as I stood there, arm going into third degree burns, none of the ladies could remember what they ordered. I finally had to set the dishes on another table. After a grueling ten minutes I finally had all the women happy with their food. I couldnt believe it when none of the plates came back. After they ate I rounded up a few of the other servers and carried out ten sundaes and began my speel. The ladies laughed it up and enjoyed it. I breathed a sigh of relief when I finally took the checks out. Of course they were all seperate. So once again it took me forever to get their change and credit slips back to them. After two hours the ladies finally began to drift out the door. I walked to the table and started collecting the checks, and cash left on the table. I almost fell over when I realized that each lady had left me five or more dollars each. At the end of the table was a purple envelope with a red hat sticker on it. On the Front was my name. I opened it and pulled out a card shaped like a hat. It of course was red and purple too. As I opened the card I crisp new one hundred dollar bill fluttered to the table. I looked down at it then back to the card. The card said. We know it can be hard to take care of so many people at once. We think you did an awesome job, even for the spills at the beggining. You were cordial, and smiled the whole time. You didnt put up a protest once. We know its not yet Thanksgiving, but we wanted to wish you a Merry Christmas too. I hope you enjoy your Holidays. Pass on the love from one stranger to another Signed the Red Hat Society. I couldnt believe it. Not only had the ladies left me more than enough, but they had left me far more than extra. I knew then that good things could still happen, and no matter how bad you think things could be they could be great too. ~built by TSI fans and compiled by ~A~
Posted on: Sun, 10 Nov 2013 14:51:50 +0000
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