(From the days before POS and chits, when everything was handwritten)
I trained a waitress who couldn't remember table numbers to save her soul. I didn't realize she'd been having so much trouble until I was expediting orders for her tables "Preg" and "Bald." She said, "Oh, I was going to cross that off the ticket before I gave it to them."
Before I got better at organizing people at tables I would write descriptions. "Green," "Yellow," "Fat," "Kid," "Lesbian." It served me well.
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