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Defective "Help" Button


Why is it that some people have a defective "Help" button? I have been waitressing for a few months now, and here is what I have found:
1. A waitresses job is to help.
-most seem to lack in the helping once it no longer entails Customer = Tip
2. A waitress if very polite and respectful to all of her customers.
-but not to the people or bosses they work for
3. A boss of a restaraunt should be entirely thankful for the good help they have that only work for minimum wage.
-they overwork, mistreat, and are rude to their employees because they think they can
I could go on, but these are the main trends I am witnessing at my place of employment.
Example #1:
The cook I get along with and enjoy to work with (after being forced by one boss to help me Wed. night finish the vacuuming) did this when she got done with her duties, while I still had half of the place to vacuum.
Sit at the bar and talk on her phone.
I almost cried. One because the vacuuming is the most time consuming task of the night. Two because she knows my back is out of whack and vacuuming always makes it go out. Three, because it's nice to "Help" people.
Therefore, there are some people, even friends, who have a defective "Help" button in their genetic makeup.
And I intend to help them find it.

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