I woke up around 9 and headed to the beach. My dad just sent me a pair of goggles and I wanted to try them out. 5 minutes into exploring the under water world of mystery, I reached down and realized my inhaler was no longer in my pocket. It had floated out. I retraced my swim and did not see it floating anywhere. I swam to the sea floor and picked up a fistful of sand and let it go at the surface so I could see which way the current was flowing. I swam around for about twenty minutes but I could not find it. I did find a lot of bright and colorful fish. I floated on my back for awhile just to enjoy the silence and tranquility.
Once I came ashore, I inquired of the lifeguard if anyone has turned in an inhaler. Indeed someone had. With my rescue inhaler safely at my side, I laid on my towel basking in the bright sunlight until I got too hot.
I went back to my moped to go home and found a warning from the police stating that I had parked illegally. I had chained it to a no parking sign on the lawn next to the street.
I got home and showered off the salt residue and made lunch to take to. work. I got to work exceptionally early and did my stretches. I like to keep my legs limbered up for all the walking.
My shift started out great, for the first two hours I was really busy and doing well. And then it happened. I noticed my table and the one in the section next to mine had been open for quite a while even though we had a long line of people waiting outside. That meant they were holding them for a party. I loathe parties. It turned out to be a wedding rehearsal dinner. 17 people and they took up 5 tables. My entire section was taken as well as two tables of someone else’s section. The group only needed 3 tables, but they spread out and used an entire table just for the bridal party gifts. I split the party with another server and that was our only source of income for the 2 1/2 hours they stayed. After splitting the tip, and what we have to tip out to the bartenders and hosts, we each made $25. I could have made way more than that off the 3 tables of mine they had occupied for that long.
The party finally ended and I had another round of tables. It was 10:30 and I was cleaning my section getting ready to go home when a host told me she was giving me another party of 15-20. It only ended up being 9 people, but every time I would walk by they needed something else, or they would change their order after I had placed the order in the computer. They split the check 3 ways and one guy gave me a $100 bill and told me to keep the change. The change was $3.19. The other two groups in the party tipped a little better, but it’s still a gut punch to the ego.
After they left, I wasn’t doing a very good job of hiding my feelings because as I would walk through the kitchen or hallway, people would scramble to get out of my way.
I left around 12:30 and went home to take a shower only to realize raft I got significantly sunburnt today.
I think some of the reason I have been in such a bad mood lately has to do with management abolishing the automatic gratuity, or even suggested gratuity on large parties, and another huge part is the fact that I’m right in the middle of the whole 30 diet again. I think my body needs cheese and carbohydrates to maintain a stable mood.