So another thing that's really frustrating is when you work with people who don't have the same standards as you. Especially when it comes to food making.
Tonight there was a car that came through and ordered four chicken tacos with only chicken, extra chicken. They got the right chicken but there was lettuce and cheese on it. When the guest handed her food back and I had to tell the food makers to remake it the correct way, one of them decided to get sarcastic. So - I'm watching them make it and the person who put the meat in the tacos only put in what looked like one portion. I reminded him it was extra chicken and the person next to him sarcastically said 'oh yah that is extra chicken can't you see?'
I responded with it didn't look like extra chicken and the next thing he said was kind of mumbled but sounded something like 'Oh I forgot we got boo lovin' over here.'
Not being sure what he said, I told him to repeat himself. Twice.Kind of angrily. He didn't say anything. Ugh. How hard is it to make someone's food correctly ? Especially when we're making it a second time cuz we already messed it up once. Ridiculous.
Part of me hopes that she gets mad and calls about the tacos so I can be right, but it's been long enough that I don't think it's gonna happen.
Tonight there was a car that came through and ordered four chicken tacos with only chicken, extra chicken. They got the right chicken but there was lettuce and cheese on it. When the guest handed her food back and I had to tell the food makers to remake it the correct way, one of them decided to get sarcastic. So - I'm watching them make it and the person who put the meat in the tacos only put in what looked like one portion. I reminded him it was extra chicken and the person next to him sarcastically said 'oh yah that is extra chicken can't you see?'
I responded with it didn't look like extra chicken and the next thing he said was kind of mumbled but sounded something like 'Oh I forgot we got boo lovin' over here.'
Not being sure what he said, I told him to repeat himself. Twice.
Part of me hopes that she gets mad and calls about the tacos so I can be right, but it's been long enough that I don't think it's gonna happen.
--edit--
He called me a 'parole officer', (you know, cuz I was standing over their shoulders making sure they did everything right) not 'boo lovin'. Which is I guess is kind of amusing now, but the principle behind it is lame.
He called me a 'parole officer', (you know, cuz I was standing over their shoulders making sure they did everything right) not 'boo lovin'. Which is I guess is kind of amusing now, but the principle behind it is lame.