Why Everyone Should Wait Tables for Two Weeks
By Ian A. Gray
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If you're looking for a neatly wrapped answer to the question implied by the title of this book, you may want to look elsewhere. Why Everyone Should Wait Tables for Two Weeks is the sometimes humorous and lighthearted, sometimes bitter tale of one waiter's journey through naivete, smug contempt, humiliation and failure, to an eventual redemption of sorts, wherein he discovers the difference between humiliation and humility.
If you've never worked in a restaurant, you may feel downright insulted at points, and if you have worked in a restaurant, there's a good chance you'll find yourself nodding in affirmation and saying "mmm-hmmm" as you read.
Either way, this Coffee Break Edition is an entertaining and provocative read, intended as an invitation to share your own story.
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Why Everyone Should Wait Tables for Two Weeks - Ian A. Gray
Why Everyone Should Wait Tables For Two Weeks
Ian A. Gray
Master and Fool, LLC
3853 Research Park Drive, Suite 110
Ann Arbor, Michigan 48104
Copyright 2014 by Ian A. Gray
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage or retrieval system, without permission in writing from the author.
SMASHWORDS EDITION
Also Available in Paperback
DEDICATION
For the late Chef James Gunn
Williams, who taught us that chicken tastes like chicken, and that you can love both Stockhausen and Faygo Red Pop and still be a fine person.
MENU
APERITIF
MY FIRST TABLE
EARLY CAREER
SOME HISTORY
THE CAST
THE SHOW
THE LIFE AND DEATH OF A WAITER
JUST DESSERT
RESURRECTION
MY NEW CAREER AS AN ACTOR
CRITIQUING THE SHOW
BATTLE LINES
HOW TO BE....
A Customer
A Waiter
THE KITCHEN GUYS
SO WHY SHOULD EVERYONE WAIT TABLES FOR TWO WEEKS?
SOME FINAL WORDS ON HUMILITY
DESSERT
DINING OUT ON HOLIDAYS
STAGE MANAGEMENT
AN ACCIDENTAL TRIP TO CHINA
MAYBE TIPPING IS A CITY IN CHINA
BRO JOBS & THUAT
THE TIPPING POINT
THE TAKEOUT BOX
THE ELEVEN COMMANDMENTS
ABOUT THIS SPECIAL COFFEE BREAK EDITION
This limited release edition of Why Everyone Should Wait Tables for Two Weeks is a preview of a longer upcoming version, and is intended as an invitation - whether you've worked in the industry or not - to share your story. In the expanded edition, we'll be including many more anecdotes, some from my personal experience as a waiter, some submitted by people like you! Learn more below.
As a result of being excerpted from a longer version, an astute reader may notice some minor discontinuity in the narrative point of view, or that not all of the characters in The Cast
section of the book take part in The Show
. There are more scenarios and more exposition in the full-length version, which helps this make sense. There is also a more in-depth look at the history of service and class structure in the US, citing sources.
Whether you've worked in restaurants at some point or not, some parts of the book may feel downright insulting, and the tone may also seem a bit accusatory, arrogant, or presumptuous. That's probably just the jaded waiter in me talking. Part of him just won't die. But as the old saying goes, if you're not pissing someone off, you're probably not doing it right.
Whether you're pissed off or just have a story you'd like to tell, please share your thoughts at:
WhyEveryoneShouldWaitTablesForTwoWeeks.com
APERITIF
I’ve often said that there are two kinds of people in the world, people who believe there are two kinds of people in the world, and people who don’t.
But I’m going to get a little more specific here, and say, there are two kinds of people in the world, those who HAVE waited tables, and those who haven’t.
One of the easiest ways to distinguish between these two kinds of people is to simply go out to dinner. While there are those remarkable few people in the world who are actually imbued with a natural sense of courtesy, grace, and dignity, these are more often acquired traits, and traits that few bother to acquire. And the absence or presence of these traits is nowhere more evident than when being served dinner by a paid stranger.
Dining in a restaurant is a fantastic tool for personality assessment, if you possess even the most meager of observational skills. On the surface, people are just procuring sustenance while engaging in conversation, but the series of interactions that take place even in a grub diner at breakfast are nuanced and revealing. We get to witness people’s needs and desires and their ability to express them, and the ability of others to understand these needs and desires, and try to fulfill them. There is often also a power struggle taking place, and with a broader and deeper knowledge of what is really happening, you will come to understand that the power does not lie where one might think it does.
MY FIRST TABLE
I’ll never forget the first table I ever waited on. I occasionally wonder if the diners that day remember it too. It was my third day on the job. The manager had me work as a busser and follow
for two days to get me familiar with the place. I don’t know if it was my well-pressed shirt or my quick-witted banter that caused her to believe I was ready, or if she was just mildly sadistic, but there I was. It was 1983, in a hotel restaurant that had an aging garish seventies-looking interior. It was called The Stage Door
, because the University of Michigan’s Hill Auditorium was across the street, and half of the hotel and the restaurant’s business came from shows that were staged there. When I say garish, I mean GARISH. It was a riot of orange and yellow arching contours against maroon carpeting, with chrome-trimmed maroon upholstered chairs. There were mirrors, track lights, and ferns everywhere. If you added an elephant, you’d have a fully decorated circus. A mirror ball, and it would have been a disco. It looked like PT Barnum and McDonald’s had brainstormed together to re-brand Studio 54.
If you work in restaurants long enough, you’ll probably notice that amongst all the training and management methods out there, two types are most pervasive. There’s the throw them to the wolves
method, and the only give them two tables at once for a month
method. The former is obviously intended to weed out the rookies, but may lose the establishment a customer or two; the results on occasion are catastrophic. Most managers don’t realize that the latter often has an equally negative impact on guests; take a seasoned waiter and abuse them with this level of condescension and boredom, and they’ll use the extra time on their hands to figure out how to be getting drunk midshift on about the third day.
So my boss apparently was from the throw them to the wolves
school of hospitality. A lunch rush was ramping up, and she said Okay, we got a table for ya! We even trayed the waters for you!
Then she stepped aside to reveal a tray with ten stemmed water glasses on it. Great. My first table EVER, and it’s a ten top. Was she insane? I showed no fear though, something you learn early on in foodservice. Some staffs are like wolf packs, always ready to starve out a member that shows weakness. I hefted the tray with grace; if nothing else, the fact that I was studying dance and theatre at the time gave me a little of THAT, and I proceeded confidently toward the table. So far so good. In spite of the chorus of doubtful voices in my head, I was managing to convince myself that I could pull this off.
I’m convinced that immediately after I arrived at the table and had set down the first water glass, a wormhole or some relativistic distortion of the space time continuum passed through the room, because although the next event probably took all of 500 milliseconds, my memory plays it back differently. In my memory, The Blue Danube plays as a tray of nine glasses is propelled in a slow-motion arc to the middle of the table, where it crashes with time-lapse deliberateness. As the glasses collide with the table, the stems break one by one, shards of glass glisten as they bounce up in slow twirling waltzes to the music, and the ice slowly loses momentum as it slides across the table in perfect radial distribution, pushing a tiny tsunami of ice cold water in front of it, which splashes