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The Gambit

Saturday, October 01, 2005

people suck...

don't read this if you are looking for a happy post. Don't read this if you're looking for good writing, grammar, spelling etc...

People suck...

We're called to love people, to show love to them even when they are unlovable. Even when they stomp on your foot, cut you down, humiliate you and spit you out.

I love people. It comes naturally. I enjoy people and would do anything for just about anyone, given the time etc... however that leaves me open to getting hurt and betrayed and used. Recently, I try to love, to do my best, yet... I'd rather just chop off heads. Grab a HUGE claymore with the word "truth" incribed on the handle and start swinging a broad swath through a huge crowd of peeps. do they deserve it? some yes... but mostly no... I'm just THAT pissed off. So I write. This is not a blog to appease the masses... this writing is therapudic... I'm soo irritated right now I wish I was in a battlefield donning my armor and preparing to kill... it would quench my appetite for destruction... but i digress with writing, because I know thats not what I need, but rather my King's mercy and Love.

This could ruin me, get me fired from my job(s) and make people mad, but I just gotta tell my side. Cuz nobody seems to hear me, or listen. And maybe just writing it down will help me cope and begin to heal.

I went into business with one of my best friends. We worked in real estate together. Dreams of building the business, working together, having fun and being successful were all there. What I didn't see coming was the favoritism that would be showed him, not me. The mentioring he would recieve, not me. The sucess he would recieve, not me. I'm not jealous... I dealt with my issues on jealousy 10 years ago. I'm happy for him and glad that he's doing well. I just don't like the fact that I was treated unfairly and my character questioned. A long story that I don't want to get into, but because of his success (his uncle, the almighty businessman who started our real estate company) his uncle would give him opportunities, bring him and our other co-worker to meetings and networking opportunities, yet I was left behind. No biggie. Yea I was bummed, but what can a guy do? If i'm not asked I can't invite myself along. (though i tried on many occations, and most of the time it was kept secret from me.) The biggest thing is that he would get the opportunities, and if Dan (me) wasn't doing well... they'd throw me scraps... One of which was a woman who was a total bitch... and caused them to question my integrity etc... and drove a huge rift between me and the rest of the group. UGLY. I accept anything I might have done wrong... but DO NOT EVER TELL ME I INTENTIONALLY SCREWED SOMEONE OVER! DON'T EVER TELL ME THAT I DID NOT LOOK OUT FOR THE BEST INTEREST OF MY CLIENT. DO NOT QUESTION MY INTEGRITY OR COMMITTMENT. I worked my ass off. only to have it chewed up by my own co-workers, ground into meat and served to me on a platter. Thanks a ton!

So now on to what triggers my mood this afternoon. I recieved a call from a family member. I knew they were in the market to buy a home. They told me so about a month ago. I also asked them to call me (about 5 times) if they would like any help... I offered my services etc... gave them their options etc... they said that they were looking to buy w/o an agent... (cool, no prob... dumb, but no problem) what happens... they bought a house... and used another agent... then had the great idea to call Dan and let him know and apologize... I don't want to hear it... Erin and I are fine... I make TONS of money... NOT... we only have a baby on the way and can rarely pay bills on time.... Thanks for thinking of me AFTER the fact... not to mention.... thanks for saying "we were going to use you, but we found this house and look at about 30 houses with this agent" YOU COULD HAVE USED ME, IDIOT! I would have loved to look at homes with you... don't tell me that you were afraid that you wern't going to buy a home and didn't want me to put hours in not to get paid... I would have done it for free... THEY ARE FAMILY! no biggie... so I didn't get work with them to buy a house, i'm bummed, but I'm a man and in all reality its not that big of deal... but just deal with me strait... don't give me excuses. However, if you don't want to use me, yet still want opinions and strategy etc... I'm sorry, I charge for consulting. =P J/K ugh.. just be real and just please treat me like the 28 year old man that I am.

That was one thing... here is the other.

I was working at the restaurant today. It was 4:00 pm. my shift is over at 4:00. I was sat a large table of 10. I was helping them out. No biggie.... I was not expecting to be sat again... and to my suprise I was sat again. I was busy helping the large party... and neglected to see the corner booth with 2 people in it. As soon as I saw it I was over there. I came up and said. "Hi there, I'm Dan... Sorry if you had to wait, I wasn't expecting it and didn't see you get seated. can I get you some drinks... I hope the wait wasn't too long." so on we go... throughout the meal... I did everything that I always do... made sure drinks were there on time, cleared plates, brought out dinner plates. Then at the end of the meal (its now 4:30) I walk up and say, "I'm sorry again for not seeing you at the beginning... is there anything else that I can do for you? Box up your meal, no problem." Then the man says to me "We've had a very bad day... we came here to relax and enjoy our meal... and we feel worse for coming." I apologized... asked if they would like to speak with a manager. he said, "do you think that would be appropriate?" (I have NO CLUE whats going on) so I say "thats not my decision sir, what would you like me to do?" he tells me to get the manager. Here is where the shit hit the fan. More like here is where the LOAD of shit hit the turbine engine... a total of 3 managers visited the table over 15 minutes. Including our GM... Then she comes back into the kitchen, with 20 people watching and starts to chew me out. "WHAT PART OF BEING SAT DON"T YOU UNDERSTAND. YOU WORK UNTIL WE TELL YOU TO GO!" i calmly said that I understood, yet I was confused. She leaves and comes back into the kitchen ... in front of EVERYONE again... and she's fuming mad, almost crying/yelling at me "I'VE NEVER BEEN SO MAD IN MY ENTIRE TIME OF WORKING HERE. THEY WANT ME TO COMP THEIR ENTIRE MEAL BECAUSE OF BAD SERVICE! YOU ARE GETTING WRITTEN UP! YOU DO ANYTHING LIKE THIS AGAIN, .... YOU ARE FIRED!" She said more, about how she's never seen this, can't believe one of her employees was this disrespectful ect... so I calmly said "OK"........ I offered to pay for their meal myself, she'd have none of it... really though, I don't know where she gets off HUMILIATING me in front of ALL my co-workers... Talking to me like I'm 12 years old... and ASSUMING THE CUSTOMER IS RIGHT!!!!!!!

COME ON! look at my stats... I make over 20% tips EVERY time I work... if that doesn't speak LOUD ENOUGH that I give GREAT service.. I don't know what does. This little pecker had a bad day and was looking for a free meal and my GM believed him... not me... she never once asked me to tell my side of the story. NONE OF THE MANAGERS did... then she had the nerve to scold me in front of all my co-workers, to belittle me and threaten me and my job in front of everyone... basically turning me into moldy cheese... None of the managers would say goodbye and goodnight... NOBODY was on my side except for all the servers who know how darn cool i am and that I would never give bad service.

Besides... It was only $25 dollars. No big deal... and certainly not worth crying over... Does she really have to make an example out of me in front of everyone who works there? Is her control of her employees in that much jeaporady that she needs to make sure everyone KNOWS who is boss? sheesh. I just can't believe that someone would go into a situation, especially one with a customer... and believe the customer over a fine employee. Did they not tell me that "everyone is family at the Bistro"??? wouldn't you talk to your son or daughter and hear their side? ugh... some people? How do they get the right to lead? Obviously its not bassed on the effectiveness of which they lead their flock.

Jesus save us all. I'm tired of typing, as I'm sure you're tired of reading.

God bless everyone

I'm off to get some oil to sharpen my sword...

See ya on the flip-side.

The Gambit

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