"Sack of Potatoes" Employees

Ever have that one person you just can't stand working with? I call those people "sacks of potatoes" because they are basically nothing and do not do anything useful.



This past weekend, I only worked one party, but I worked with one of the most useless people on staff.

Strike number 1: he showed up a half an hour late. He could barely keep his eyes open during set up and just waddled around while I did most of the work.

Strike number 2: As captain of the party, I had to take care of a lot of internal business while his job was to set up the tables and such. All he had to do was set up six tables and in the time he took to do that I got the bread baskets made, cake plates counted, napkins folded, dressings made, and helped with the bar set up.

Strike number 3: He would randomly disappear during the party. More than likely he took a smoke break, but staff members are not allowed smoke breaks unless they're actually on their lunch break.

So needless to say I ran that party by myself pretty much. At least it was small and fun and I was so happy to say goodbye to the "sack of potatoes" after the party ended.

Weekend Tip

I worked at the banquet hall all weekend. That means Friday, Saturday, Sunday. I hit close to 25 hours and I pretty much ran myself ragged. The little something that made the weekend better? A tip.

I got a $20 tip for a party I worked Saturday morning. I worked a late wedding the night before and really wasn't in a good mood getting up for work early the next day.

I trudged through the day, drinking a lot of coffee of course. But the people were awesome and so nice. It helped me get through the day knowing the people were appreciating the work I was doing. And they showed that they appreciated it by giving me and another waitress a generous tip.

Getting tips never fail to make you smile, regardless of how the day went. Just knowing that my hard work was appreciated and enjoyed, a smile automatically appears.

Even though that was my only tip for the weekend, it helped show me that even though I didn't have a great weekend, I made someone's party extra special.

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Planning a holiday party?

So as the holiday season rolls around, is there anyone out there planning a holiday party? This website gives some great ideas and tips for the holiday event planner!!!

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My top 3 tips:
1. Pick a theme and go with it
2. Food is key- don't be afraid to add a creative aspect
3. Entertainment is useful and always guaranteed for a good time.

Adoring Christmas

I will not be telling a crazy story in this post. I want to take about the magic of Christmas and how working at the banquet hall really brings out the Christmas spirit in the staff.

After Thanksgiving, the entire hall and lobby is decorated for Christmas. The walls are adorned with wreaths and holly and there are several trees and other decorations throughout the hall. Everything is so sparkly and it just gives off a happy atmosphere.

December brings about the holiday party season and almost all the napkins for the week are red and green. By the time January rolls around, one may be sick of those colors, but they always give off a sense of happiness that Christmas is all about.

The Christmas parties themselves are always a happy time. Everyone is always so nice and in a great mood. Christmas music plays in the background and a smile never leaves my face.

Christmas is probably the best time at the banquet hall. It IS during the season of giving and happiness.

Balloon Shots

Repetitive noises that sounded like gun shots rang through the banquet hall tonight.

There was a party (from my high school Alma Mater no less), and there were purple and white balloons. The people in charge gave the staff some since they really didn't want then anymore.

Well, we took them back into the kitchen to cut the strings....not before letting go of them without thinking.

POP! POP! POP! POP!



The Giant fan above a door in the kitchen caught the balloons, popped them all, and made the loudest noises ever that made the entire kitchen stop in its tracks. It sounded like gun shots.

And the first thing out of my boss' mouth...."who fell????"

Off-premise rules

Whenever I check my schedule and see that I am work an off-premise party, I immediately get happy.

I always prefer working off-premise parties to in-house parties, because there is not as much pressure during my shift. Off-premise parties are parties that we cater.

I worked a Surprise 80th birthday party with one another waitress at a fire hall, and the night could not have done smoother. Since we didn't have the entire staff and management breathing down our necks, there was no stress and days like that are amazing to have.

The people were all super nice and treated us with respect. I love nights like that. Normally you don't have to worry about drunk people spilling their drinks or everyone on staff running you mad because its so chaotic in the kitchen.

Off-premise are always so relaxing and I'll take them over working a crazy wedding any day.

Awkward Argument

I went into work the other day to get my paycheck, and I walked in on the most awkward argument between my bosses.

They were arguing over when they were going to have time to decorate the lobby and different rooms for the holidays. I was just watching them like a tennis match when all I wanted was to pick up my pay for the week. It took like ten minutes for that to happen.

If they were that concerned with time, why not set them up while you're arguing? Some things just do not make sense to me.

Wedding Headache

Having three parties going on at once on a Saturday night is just a recipe for disaster.

I worked a wedding for 200 people. I've worked bigger parties with less staff then we had, so I figured it would be an easy night.

After all the tables were set and guests were lining up out in the lobby, we realized some of the tables had the wrong chair counts. This created absolute chaos.

My boss was freaking out asking everyone on staff how this could have happened, and started playing the blame game with the employees, causing some to end up in the bathroom with tears in their eyes.

In all honesty, no one knows who messed up the tables. Myself and two other waitresses put table clothes on all the tables and might have accidentally switched some table numbers while we were doing it. Another waitress counted the seats and might have miscounted. Either way, it shouldn't have mattered whose fault it was. Once we realized there was a mistake, we should have just accepted it and fixed it right away. But with the blame game going around, everything took longer than it should have.

We ended up setting some tables while the guests started filtering in. They bombarded the appetizer table, and with our staff preoccupied with the missing place settings, no one realized just how low the table was getting....until my boss brought it to our attention.

"WE NEED MEATBALLS, CHEESE, CRACKERS, PLATES, AND NAPKINS NOW!"

My boss has very good intentions and she really works hard to run the business, but sometimes I think she doesn't realize the stress the can mount on the employees. So in the middle of doing something she mad eall the staff for the wedding work on, she made me leave in the middle of it to go to something else. I am only one person, you know.

Some I was the one who ran back to the kitchen to try and replenish the appetizer table. I grabbed some more crackers and napkins. We currently didn't have any more small plates because two other parties were going on, so I had to ask the dish room to wash them and get them to me as soon as possible. There was no more pre-cut cheese for the table, so I had to ask one of the cooks to cut some more for me.

All of this maybe took five minutes, but my boss wanted it immediately and refused anything else and started stressing and putting stress of myself in return.

The chaos continued into the next hour and no one knew it was time to serve soup except me and the head waitress. Everyone was lost and confused and no one wanted to be there.

After soup and salad was served, the evening started to go smoothly, thank goodness.

You can never tell if weddings are going to go smoothly or not. This one was complete chaos that could have been avoided if added stress that was unnecessary just stayed away.

Fallen Brother

On November 11, 2009, John Eyrolles was taken from the earth due to a fatal car crash.

We worked together for several months a few years back at the banquet hall. I also knew him well from high school. I will never forget him. He had an amazing sense of humor and always found ways to make you laugh.

Many of the younger employees at the banquet hall might not remember him, but several still do. He was an excellent coworker and an even better friend.

I was numb when I found out the news and my deepest thoughts and prayers go out to him and his entire family as well as the other victims in the crash.

All 3 victims were students at Edinboro University. John was a just a freshman. Read more about this fatal crash here.

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Stalker of the Night

It was a small wedding tonight- only 93 people. So it was a fairly easy night and dinner service went smoothly. I was all smiles and laughing up a storm, until my nightmare came.

One of the groomsmen hit on me after we were done serving cake. Getting hit on happens occasionally so it doesn't really bother me. I politely told him that I was flattered, but I had a boyfriend and wasn't interested. First off, I barely hit 5' 1'', and this guy was close to 6' 3''. So during this whole initial conversation I am basically starring straight up. Second, I am polite, but it really bugs me when people flirt with me. Maybe because I have a boyfriend, but I still think its creepy. Regardless, he seemed to understand, but I was sure wrong.

I caught him staring at me at several points during the rest of the night, while also gesturing to his buddies about me. I was freaked, but just decided to ignore it. Well, it must have seen that I was ignoring him so he took matters into his own hands.

He came back to the kitchen ( through the doors that say "Employees Only by the way) and was asking the staff where I was and that he wanted to see me. I saw him in there and froze. So another waitress pretended to be my mom for the night and effectively showed him the door

I was beyond freaked out at this point. I refused to leave the kitchen without another waitress attached to my hip.

Eventually I think he got the hint. FINALLY!!! He left the party without attempting to get my phone number so I was relieved. This was a first for me. But it gave way for lots of laughs afterwards.

But seriously. To all the guys out there. Please take a hint if you are ever in this situation.

Uniform Fittings

I would like to talk about our uniforms. We basically look like penguins with waitress trays.

Black pants...white tuxedo shirt...and black bow tie??? While yes I agree that it is professional, I don't think the uniform works year round.

In the winter its fine, but during the summer its a different story. We tuxedo shirts we have do not breathe at all. The past two summers that I have worked there, there have been days where it will reach over 100 degrees in the kitchen (the fan decides to break in the middle of August). Some people have almost passed out from the heat and running around a shift.


Would a short sleeve shirt be such a horrible idea for the summer? Even a longer sleeved shirt that was lighter would be adequate. It would allow for more comfort for the workers and would stop the unsightly sweat stains that can be seen by the party guests (ew!)

Oh, and one last thing. Shirts that actually didn't stain as easily would be lovely :)
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Free Falling

The wonderful chandeliers that hang from the ceilings in the banquet hall usually are the first thing to capture a guest's eye. What happens when one falls.....?

The chandeliers in all three rooms are very exquisite, but also decently old, but you'd never guess that by looking at them. Obviously like anything else, they need cleaned and polished on a weekly basis so that they shimmer during evening parties.

The maintenance guy climbed the 12-foot ladder to polish one and to also change a light bulb. He had to reach across the chandelier and just accidentally yanked it every so slightly. Well, that slight yank caused the whole thing to CRASH to the ground.

I was not there this day, but word travels fast with my co-workers. Apparently it was if the world had stopped. I know if that was me, I would run out crying.

The dismantled chandelier was left in a box in the back of the kitchen and it remained there for several months. It took away for my boss to decide what to do with the room, since only one chandelier hung and the make of it wasn't offered anymore. So after some planning and shopping, the room looked good as new.

A few weeks after this event, one of the bus boys was asked to change a light bulb in one of the chandeliers in the biggest banquet room. We all just stared at the bus boy and messed with him saying "don't break another one!" This time, all was well :)

Happy?!

My bosses and old high school teachers were in attendance to a wedding last night. The pressure is on.

Anytime my bosses are guest at a party, the entire staff freaks and hopes that they are not the ones serving them. They watch you like a hawk and perfection is key.

Two dinners were dropped, which happens occasionally. That's why the cooks make backups (sometimes).
But just knowing your being watched is creepy and if it were me who dropped them in front of my boss, I'd be in tears. Thankfully it was brushed off and everything was swell .

Must I say though, dinner service was quite smooth and the pressure was alleviated. This is a happy story told from the banquet hall, because it is a good thing to add something positive every once in a while! :)

Stories from outside the banquet hall

I stumbled upon this website and it made my laugh uncontrollably. It's other people's stories from places that they work. Enjoy!

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Milky Problems

A woman yelled at me...because I couldn't get her skim milk.

At a party, this women pulled me aside and told me of her disgust for soft drinks and sweetened beverages (can you say strange?). So she asked me if we had any skim milk in the kitchen. I of course, obliged and went to go look. Turns out, we only had 2%. I figured that the women would at least be gracious that I took time to find her something, but I was wrong.

She decided to flip out when I brought it to her saying that there is no reason for us not having milk in all varieties in stock.

Actually, there is a reason. We are NOT a restaurant and we only buy the food and ingredients that are necessary for the parties in a given week. If skim milk is not needed, it isn't bought.

People really get that about our banquet hall. They just assume we're a restaurant and automatically assume if we can't cater to all of their demands that the place is crap, which isn't the case at all.

Oh...and the milk lady? She was sipping down some lemonade later on during the party. People make me wonder sometimes...

Scowling Coffee

People love their coffee. Sometimes, I seriously people might just fall off the world without it if they don't have some everyday.

Part of our dinner service is what we supply coffee throughout the duration of the party. Every so often our servers walk around with two, scolding hots pots of coffee and maybe get through two tables before a refill is needed.

Serving coffee, which may appear as a simple task, is actually one of the most annoying at my work.

People are so demanding and seriously lack common sense sometimes. At the last party I worked, I served coffee to nine people at a table that seated 10. After everyone who told me they wanted a cup got their coffee, I asked if everyone was good and the answer was yes.

Not even two minutes later, a lady walks over to me and taps me on the back telling me I didn't serve her coffee. This lady happened to be the tenth person at the table that I had just served and I clearly remembered her looking me in the eye and shaking her head no when I asked if everyone was good.

Her attitude towards me was unnecessary and rude. She acted as if I purposely ignored her, which wasn't the case.

Stuff like that happens every so often during every party that I've ever worked. People act as if coffee is a holy thing or something. At least be polite to your servers.

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For Hire, Please!

When you apply for a job, you normally are signing up for one job. A job where you will concentrate most of your efforts in one specialized part of the company. Apparently, my work does not get that concept.

We are very understaffed at work, especially during the academic year where a lot of employees (including myself are going to school as well). I was hired as a waitress, but myself and the rest of the employees find ourselves doing things that are not in our job description.

A former waitress would go into the dish room every night and help the dishwashers. At one time during the night, every person on staff looked at her with confusion. Women workers are not normally permitted to to operate dishwashing machinery, but without her, the dish room would have slowed to a crawl causing a huge backup.

I feel for the maintenance guys and dishwashers. They get to back end of all the work that needs done. If it isn't one thing its another. I've seen them work 12 hour days washing dishes, then washing the kitchen floors, stacking chairs, cleaning grills, then to finish the day with waxing and polishing all the wood and windows in all the party rooms.

That's proof enough that more people need to be hired. We may have two full time maintenance workers and about five part time dishwashers. That's nowhere near enough to run a smooth banquet hall.

To keep the line of stinky, garbage filled bus pans from lining the kitchen, please hire more staff. In addition, don't take out the anger of having not enough employees on the staff that you already have. Keeping them is important!

Wasteful

At every dinner service, I notice a trend...food is always wasted. It is extremely bothersome to buss someones plate and dump whole pieces of chicken into a bus pan. It's enough to bring a frown to my face when I think of how people refuse to eat what's on their plate when some people around the world would kill for the food scraps in the bus pans around the banquet hall.

Why can't people just take the amount of food that they'll actually eat? I have seen people pile mountains of food on their plates while walking through the buffet line. This is after hors d'oeuvres hour, soup, and salad have already been served, and in my experience, normally party guests fill up on the appetizers. So why take three portions during the actual meal?

In addition, giant pasta bowls are served family style during weddings to each table. It is incredible how much pasta is wasted. I'd say that if there are 25 bowls, only about 15 are actually eaten. People are starving all over the world, and people can't eat the food that's placed in front of them?

All in all, I am simply wishing that people would only take what they can eat. All of the leftover food from out parties is donated to the local food bank, but the food that gets tossed on someones plate gets thrown int he dumpster. Help a child in need, and next time please only take what you know you will eat. Please do not be wasteful anymore. Returning to the buffet line for seconds is a possibility.

On the Rocks

It was a Friday night at the banquet hall. Normally, Fridays are quiet and only have one party. This past Friday there was only one wedding and when I walked into work, I was pleasantly surprised to know that we wouldn't be too crazy for once and I thought nothing could possibly go wrong. Boy....I was sure wrong.

I was finishing setting up the room by placing napkins at each table setting. All of a sudden...I hear the distinct sound of glass....crashing to the floor. And this time...it came in tidal waves which seemed to go on for a good 10 seconds.

My boss was in the same room I was in helping tray cookies and immediately dashed towards the kitchen and I heard her shriek "Oh my god! What Happened??!!"

Apparently, the bartender for the wedding the night was pushing stacks of rocks glasses towards the bar. There is a floor tile that's been broken for almost a year but hasn't been fixed yet. Why you may ask? No idea. Ask the management :)

Anyway, the wheels on the glass rock caught the broken tile and down went 250 rocks glasses....with the bartender as well.

It was a miracle that he wasn't hurt and came out of it with a smile. If it were me...I'd be a crying mess and just leave.

I think the tile is going to be fixed now. Just to avoid anymore costly falls....oh and don't forget employee injuries :)

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Fork Vent

Does it bother anyone else when people don't know what fork or plate to use for what during a meal?

It really bothers me, because those same people whine at you in the middle of service because "you took my fork when I still needed it," with that rude attitude.

I'm sorry, but if you hand me a salad plate with both forks and your knife on it, you just don't have common sense. You'll need those utensils for the main dinner. So stop whining and learn how to properly eat a meal.

Something else that bother me about table etiquette. Ever notice when people are done eating, they'll put their plate in the MIDDLE of the table? In what world does that make sense? Okay, I understand that the people sitting at the table want it out of the way. But your servers will be around the clear your table as soon as you are through with the meal. If the plate is in the middle of the table, we basically have to lean all over these people to get to it and then get attitude and rude facial gestures.

Maybe people should just learn how to properly treat their servers. Basically, this blog was just to vent about how rude i think some people are without even realizing it.

Simply a wedding nightmare

Ever have a night at work where nothing huge went wrong...but a bunch of little things did that just added up to cause an awful night? Well I just went through one of those nights during my last shift.

250 person wedding. Just the thought of that makes me wince and hate to walk through the kitchen doors at the beginning of a shift.

Everything up until dinner service went flawlessly. That gave me hope that the night might actually be bearable. Well I was wrong.

These people are obviously huge partiers and were drunk by the time soup was served. That's just an early indicator that the night will be awful.

I REALLY hate that people do not sit during dinner service. Like seriously people. Have some respect for your servers and sit down and clear the floor. But does that happen. Noooooo.

Serving the 3 course meal at this wedding was a painful experience. None of the servers could weave between the tables because wedding guests would just stand there and not move even when you say "Excuse me." That bothers me to no end.

Throughout the rest of the night, several glasses were dropped and broken because people got so beyond wasted, and busing was an absolute nightmare.

This made my boss upset because her staff was upset and not exactly smiling. There were arguments and people who are normally happy and calm during services were miserable. Servers had that "I'm so angry I'm seriously going to quit tonight," attitude.

One anger outlet though-the ice sculpture that we got to destroy at the end of the night. Oh, how wonderful it was.

The night finally ended at midnight and walking out into the chilly autumn air was the biggest relief ever. I can only wait to see what next week's weddings hold...

Vases come tumbling down

What's the first thing to catch your attention when you walk into a room where a wedding reception is held? Is it the color scheme or flowers or the wedding cake? The answer could vary from person to person. But for me...its the centerpieces on the tables. I think they bring a true essence of the wedding all together. I have seen some seriously interesting ones, as well as some that I would even consider using for my own wedding some day. One night however, the center pieces brought disaster rather than beauty to the dining tables.



For this wedding, the couple decided to use these skinny, 3 foot vases. They were filled up less than half way with marbles, 3/4 filled with water and had a stand on top that held a basket of flowers. Just by reading that, anyone can tell that the weight was not evenly dispersed and something was bound to happen. Our staff noticed it and didn't like how wobbly they were, so we just crossed our fingers and hope for a disaster-free night. We didn't get it.



Less than an hour into the reception, 2 vases had cracked due to the weight on them and exploded on the tables and the guests sitting at them. One broke during the toasts and speeches, so myself and the rest of the staff had to quietly clear and redo the tables while the best man was speaking. Talk about embarrassing even though it wasn't our fault that they broke.



No more vases broke that evening, but it was a night spent in constant fear that no more would fall and ruin someone elses night.



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Hillbilly Wedding Guests

If you had a wedding, would you or would you not expect people to dress up and look nice? Isn't that just a societal rule- women wear dresses or a nice outfit and men wear suits? Apparently some people at a recent wedding I worked did not get the classy memo.

This one guy walks up to the bar in the most hillbilly fashion...wearing torn up jeans and a beater. A BEATER! Who does that? Obviously this classless person who did not bother to look in the mirror after he finished his household chores.

The girl he was with was no better. She was all decked out in a really short blue jean skirt and low cut tank top that could have been a little bigger. What would be the perfect accessory to this outfit. A cowboy hat obviously!

I have never been more disgusted in my life. If those people showed up at my wedding, I would have a fit. I did overhear the groom discuss his utter disgust for them too, which made me smile and laugh. I wonder if they knew people thought they were the most classless people ever.

Sit Down Complaints

Something that irks me about my job- sit down dinners. They NEVER ever go smoothly. They just don't. I can't tell you exactly why, but ask the majority of the staff and they will tell you the same thing.

There are a few things that have happened in my two and a half years experience at this place. One thing is confusing place cards and color codes. For sit-downs, name cards have to have some type of color code to signify to the waitstaff what they ordered. Sometimes the colors make sense such as red for beef and yellow for chicken. But more often that not, you will see purple meaning chicken and orange meaning fish. It bugs the staff to no end and makes us keep asking why we just do not supply the color codes ourselves to keep the confusion to a minimum. But does that happen? Nooooo.

Another things that bugs me is when people try to convince the servers that they ordered something different that what their card says. THEN these people freak out on our staff when we tell them that we have to give them what is on their card, or that they have to wait until everyone is served and we will see if there is anything left over. People just do not seem to grasp the fact that these dinners are all made in correspondence to a list given to the staff by the people in charge of the parties. Normally, the cooks make just the correct number of dinners needed and no more and it bugs me that people cannot grasp that.

There have been smooth sit-down dinners, but more than likely there will be at least one instance of confusion during the night. Either way, it always calls for an interesting night. :)

Atop the Bride's father

So, for once a wedding seemed to be going as planned. Nothing was going wrong and the staff we had that night got along great so everything was getting done.

It came time for the bridal party to be introduced. The DJ was pumping his music and the pulsating beats echoed throughout the entire room.

One by one the members of the bridal party were announced. The bridal party enters under a white archway. Normally, the archway is steady....tonight it was not.

Right as the parents of the bride walked through the archway...it fell...and hit the bride's father in the head.

Our entire staff's mouths dropped instantaneously and we all rushed over. We successfully propped it back up and luckily, the bride's father was a good sport and made jokes about it the whole night.

So the lesson learned....flimsy archways are not the way to go. :)

the wedding pimp

While working weddings, you see the best and worst of everything. Regardless, you always meet interesting people along the way.

There was a guest who was definitely a pimp. He was decked out from head and toe in purple and even had the hat and cane. He probably had a ring, with some serious bling-bling, on every finger. He provided many laughs for the waitstaff during the night, but the best came after dinner service.

He was hanging out at the bar while everyone was dancing and celebrating the night away. He started making small talk with the wedding director, who coordinates with the wedding party and announces dinner and such.

Well, this small talk seemed to get a tad cozier as the minutes rolled on. Passing the two while clearing some tables, I began to see the uncomfortable expression upon the director's face just continue to grow and grow. Obviously, the pimp wanted to get cozy with the director...in a way the director was not comfortable with.

The pimp turned out to be less than straight, to the directors dismay, and when the pimp tried to put his arm around him, he yelled "Boy, you try that and I'll rip your arm off!" I, along with some of my co-workers, got to witness this event and laughed uncontrollably about it back in the kitchen.

Needless to say, the rest of the night was packed with jokes about this situation. To clarify, this is NOT a shot towards anyone's sexuality. I have full respect for everyone, but this certain event needed to be retold to an audience. :-)

Loading dock mayhem

The employee entrance is located on the side of the building. The loading dock happens to lead to the door that I enter every weekend for my 10 or so hour shifts.

The loading dock is a rickety wooden thing that probably has not been redone in over 10 years. If there is ever an off premise party, the loading dock is used to, obviously, load the food and supplies for the parties into vans and trucks. Simple process right? Walk through the kitchen door to the outside world (this place refuses to have windows so it is a wonderful sight to see the outside world) However, this old dock was bound to cause problems at some point.

Some waitresses were loading supplies, salads, and other such food into the van one afternoon. All of them probably walked through the door, onto the dock, and into the van about 5 times. Well...the dock must have decided that it hated being walked on....and collapsed under a waitress.

A board split under her feet and she feel straight through the dock. Yes, the dock is only a few feet off the ground, but you think the worst when you see someone fall like that.

Everyone who witnessed this, immediately ran to her with concerned faces. When we get to her side, she is laughing hysterically saying, "This would only happen here!"

So we wasn't hurt at all. And the management at work replaced the hole by placing a skinny table over it, which makes no sense to me. That replacement is just as wobbly as the dock itself. Would it really take a lot of effort to redo a board or two?

Anyway that is my first story from the banquet hall. I decided it would be fun to open up with an employee anecdote. We love our job :)

Hi everyone and welcome to my blog! My name is Ashley Jasin and I am 19 years old. I attend Point Park University and I am a journalism major with a advertising and public relations minor.

This blog will be the outrageous things that I encounter at my job. I work at Salvatore's Banquet Hall in the South Hills of Pittsburgh. I have worked there for about 2 and a half years. If you have ever worked in resturaunt or food service, you will be able to relate to these stories. I will continually update this blog about what goes on during my shifts.