Boundaries: Update on Work

I’m out.

There are a number of things that contributed and a straw that broke the camel’s back. Whatever happens with the straw doesn’t matter. I’m glad it broke my back because the rest of what led up to the break was too big a burden to continue carrying out of love for the place. After the break, I realized just how much I need to close the chapter on my home-away-from-home.

I was deemed the trainer, so I trained the new girl.

I had first crack at her for two shifts with just me. I trained her according to how the owner wants us to function and according to the industry standard expectation of server ethics. And I told her how she’d see why I was the one to train her first when she worked with the others.

Bump ahead almost two weeks:
I went in for karaoke as a customer. I went into the kitchen. She was doing side work so, I thought she might be done for the night as, I trained her to know that the side work she was doing needed to wait until she was off the floor.

Knowing she was new to waitressing and a bit nervous about taking too many tables when she was training with me, I asked if she’d been able to take more since working with the others.

“Tonight’s my last night of training. I haven’t had any tables yet because it’s slow.”