Steve does not call me "Evil Incarnate" for nothing.
Tonight when I got in to work, I noticed that day crew did not do their side work. Nothing was done. I had to refill sugars, oil, salt & peppers on my station. There were no baskets of rolled sliver ware. The prep line had no sliver ware. Dishes were stacked up in the back. Garlic shakers needed refilling. The list goes on, but I won't bore you any more then I usually do. Kyle and I start to get shit in order. We have 4 large parties tonight and we don't want to run out of anything and fuck our selves over. All the while I'm grumbling about how they'd better not give me evening side work since I've done all day's shit. I know I'm not going to get out of it, there is only 4 of us on the floor and that would really be shitty of me not to do something to help with closing. So the rush comes and goes and now it is time for the clean up. As I walk out of the kitchen I see Kathy (manager) talking to Dani the closing waitress. Dani: Um, Maeve.....so what do you want to do tonight? I stop, slowly turn to her and say "What do you mean?" Dani (starting to squirm) about side work. Me: I've already done side work, all of day's damn shit! I then fix her with the look of death and do not say anything as she babbles out some menial side work. She knows what I've already done and she really is giving me quick & easy shit to do. I lean further in to her (she's a whopping 5ft to my 5'10) and notch up the look of death. At this point Kathy is just about peeing her pants with laughter. Exasperated, Dani throws up her hand and huffs a "never mind" and stomps off muttering about "fucking amazon women better not put some bad ju ju on me for trying to hand out side work". At this point I'm ready to piss my pants and I go off to do as she had asked.