Yes i know all the time it's just the opposite "I've lost my faith in humanity!"
but today something really quite shocking and heartwarming happened to me today.
laste weekend igot unlucky with work and was scheduled for Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, as in, the three busiest days of the week. It wasn't fun. by Sunday i was just plain exhusted, which is where the story begins.
Sunday night, the dinner rush at KFC, the drive through got hit first and the other 2 employees were on it. leaveing me to handle the from alone. at the time nobody was up front. two ladys come in, they needed a moment to read the menue, no problem there. they come up to order, argue about it between them selves in Spanish for a few minutes more. (by now more people are arriving). they finallt start ordering, and sure enough it's a very long, complicated order with several small requsets like "extra gravy" and "can i switch the thigh out for a drumstick?" it takes them a long time to order (more people in line now, I'm still alone) I make the order to their "specifications", now i'm starting to stress out, more people are coming in and some have waited so long they are leaving. last thing i g=had to do to complete the order, make three small mash potatoes and gravy cups. and it did. only to have them call me (rudely too) over to them and tell me "those are so small! can you put more in there?" (now i have to throw those away and restart them, and my now we have about 20 people waiting in line.I'M STILL ALONE UP THERE
So I threw the small mashes in the garbage, and i did it in a angry fashion. i'm up to the eyeballs in hungry people and i just got told the standard size wasn't good enough for them, i got told to START OVER. and it made me angry. i didn't voice my frustration. i threw some thing in the garbage harder then i needed to, not even to hard, i did it with my left arm and i'm not a lefty. it wasn't like i wound up for a base ball pitch. well that wasn't going to fly with these ladies. it made them want their money back. and the wanted to ***** to the manger about how "rude" i was to them. so i got the manger and took the next customer and ignored them yelling about my "poor attitude" fully expecting to get chewed out later.
to day was my first day working since Sunday, and a different manger told me about what happened to her on Monday.
On Monday an old lady came into the store and after she got her order she wanted to see a manger, so she could tell them how WELL I HAD ACTED ON SUNDAY, she said she was in line and saw the whole thing and thought the two women were being stuck up "bitches" to use her own term, and that she thought it was a amazing that somebody so young (19) handled the situation with out snapping at them, and that she would have come over the counter if they tried it with her. this little old lady, i remember her from the description. she came back the next day to tell the manager not to bust my ass for what happened the day before. she even remembered my name and everything.
I just in awe at how nice this lady was. faith in humanity regained.
but today something really quite shocking and heartwarming happened to me today.
laste weekend igot unlucky with work and was scheduled for Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, as in, the three busiest days of the week. It wasn't fun. by Sunday i was just plain exhusted, which is where the story begins.
Sunday night, the dinner rush at KFC, the drive through got hit first and the other 2 employees were on it. leaveing me to handle the from alone. at the time nobody was up front. two ladys come in, they needed a moment to read the menue, no problem there. they come up to order, argue about it between them selves in Spanish for a few minutes more. (by now more people are arriving). they finallt start ordering, and sure enough it's a very long, complicated order with several small requsets like "extra gravy" and "can i switch the thigh out for a drumstick?" it takes them a long time to order (more people in line now, I'm still alone) I make the order to their "specifications", now i'm starting to stress out, more people are coming in and some have waited so long they are leaving. last thing i g=had to do to complete the order, make three small mash potatoes and gravy cups. and it did. only to have them call me (rudely too) over to them and tell me "those are so small! can you put more in there?" (now i have to throw those away and restart them, and my now we have about 20 people waiting in line.I'M STILL ALONE UP THERE
So I threw the small mashes in the garbage, and i did it in a angry fashion. i'm up to the eyeballs in hungry people and i just got told the standard size wasn't good enough for them, i got told to START OVER. and it made me angry. i didn't voice my frustration. i threw some thing in the garbage harder then i needed to, not even to hard, i did it with my left arm and i'm not a lefty. it wasn't like i wound up for a base ball pitch. well that wasn't going to fly with these ladies. it made them want their money back. and the wanted to ***** to the manger about how "rude" i was to them. so i got the manger and took the next customer and ignored them yelling about my "poor attitude" fully expecting to get chewed out later.
to day was my first day working since Sunday, and a different manger told me about what happened to her on Monday.
On Monday an old lady came into the store and after she got her order she wanted to see a manger, so she could tell them how WELL I HAD ACTED ON SUNDAY, she said she was in line and saw the whole thing and thought the two women were being stuck up "bitches" to use her own term, and that she thought it was a amazing that somebody so young (19) handled the situation with out snapping at them, and that she would have come over the counter if they tried it with her. this little old lady, i remember her from the description. she came back the next day to tell the manager not to bust my ass for what happened the day before. she even remembered my name and everything.
I just in awe at how nice this lady was. faith in humanity regained.