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I got a job as 'head waiter' at a really posh hotel in Cape Cod, Massachusetts called 'The Chatham Bars Inn'. It's really gorgeous, and the chef there even had a 'show kitchen' set up so he could do television.
Anyway, the General Manager who interviewed and hired me set up a schedule with me - because I had to go out of town for the weekend. So we decided that I would start on Monday.
While I was away, another manager (who I had never met) left me 5 voicemails increasing in anger about how I had 'missed' my first shift and was in a lot of trouble.
I don't know whether it was the fact that they had royally miscommunicated or that I didn't want to start off with an enemy in the floor manager, but I never went back in. Which is too bad, because I would've made bank that summer - serving foie gras and chowdah to New England's finest, old-money, chowderhead douchebags...
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Anyway, the General Manager who interviewed and hired me set up a schedule with me - because I had to go out of town for the weekend. So we decided that I would start on Monday.
While I was away, another manager (who I had never met) left me 5 voicemails increasing in anger about how I had 'missed' my first shift and was in a lot of trouble.
I don't know whether it was the fact that they had royally miscommunicated or that I didn't want to start off with an enemy in the floor manager, but I never went back in. Which is too bad, because I would've made bank that summer - serving foie gras and chowdah to New England's finest, old-money, chowderhead douchebags...
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dude, sorry I missed the vote,chowderhead dbags,, LMAO, it is still there too,