How's Everything Here?
Theo and I dined out at our favourite restaurant last night before going to the doctors. Our waitress smiled, laughed at my dumb jokes and was timely on her routine look-ins. She was very attractive, had a beautiful smile and was very friendly. I couldn't stand her. Our usual waitress would be considered unattractive (frumpy) by most peoples standards, but really, what has that got to do with quality of service? The difference between the two is sincerity. I detest feeling humoured by a person and the friendly phoney interaction that must be tolerated for as long as you are thrown into a situation together. These situations usually send me into "fuck you" mode. When last nights waitress would come to our table I would be short in hopes she would piss off and leave Theo and I to our own amusements. With our usual waitress we wind up chatting for as much time as she can spare. We are planning to take our kids together to public swims on Saturday afternoons. I guess it comes down to my preference for people who can remain themselves whether at work or home vs those who take on a persona to fill the notion of a stereotyped role.
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
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I don't know if my tolerance keeps decreasing as I age or if my lack of time and energy makes me have to pick and choose WHAT I tolerate but the 'you're your sweet you give me diabetes' thing wears pretty thin on me. I am a super friendly person but if I am talking to my sister or if I am talking to someone at work or if I am talking to Joe Blow in line at the grocery store...yea...same person....
I guess in the service industry, it's just the way it goes though.....
YOU know, I'm with you. It makes me mental, and I MEAN MENTAL when I get a waitress who is completly fake. I guess it has everything to do with the fact that I act the same when I am anywhere, I give the real me and I expect the real you from everyone... I also think it has something do do with my secret powers of body language. I can tell when someone is giving me the shake down. And inside I feel tricked or something, like the real them isn't good enough for me. And I don't roll that way, OH no I don't! :)
Anita---You have a point when you say it is part of the service industry. I would only say that the difference between being sugary sweet and real with the people you are serving will often reflect the amount of tip you leave and possibly prevent you from becoming a repeat customer.
Queen---If a person is being fake with me it makes me feel that there is something about me they do not like which in turn makes me feel uncomfortable and I hate feeling like that especially over a meal. As far as "the real them isn't good enough for me" I would point out that you are The Queen. They probably aren't good enough for you.
You are so pretty.
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