Manuel December 29, 2007 17 Comments
me A lady touched my bottom on Friday night. There I’ve said it. It’s good to get that out, to admit it, to start dealing with it. It wasn’t as a result of a swinging arm, leaving us both embarrassed and apologising at the same time. She hadn’t mistaken it for a comfortable cushion that [...]
Read more...Manuel December 28, 2007 14 Comments
I very rarely want to hug a customer, but tonight I wanted to hug a customer and tell them everything was going to be okay. I wanted to take their pain away. I wanted to make sure they didn’t do anything silly. Let me tell you the saddest Christmas story ever. A young lady had [...]
Read more...Manuel December 27, 2007 17 Comments
Some people have too much time on their hands and little to be worrying about. I don’t mean bloggers, we are vital and important and pioneers of the new media. Or maybe not. But honestly some people must really be living charmed and easy lives. A friend, who must remain nameless but lets call him [...]
Read more...Manuel December 26, 2007 17 Comments
threadless It wasn’t a bad year for music. Not the greatest but not bad all the same. Some people should have called it quits, I’m looking at you Billy Gorgan, and you Interpol people should have red faces too. Both managed to produce albums so weak they barely registered as music. Both c.d.’s are being [...]
Read more...Manuel December 25, 2007 11 Comments
I’m a huge great big fan of end of year lists and reviews and that sort of thing. It’s quite nerdy, but there you go. So I’ll be shoving a few lists under your nose’s over the next few days much like TV news shows do at this time of the year when they have [...]
Read more...Manuel December 24, 2007 15 Comments
‘Twas the night before Christmas,when all through the house(restaurant); Not a creature(waiter) was stirring, not even a mouse(Environmental health policies being what they are the mouse was in fact dead) The stockings (tip jar) were hung by the chimney with care,In hopes that St. Nicholas (Rich American tourist) soon would be there; The children (young [...]
Read more...Manuel December 23, 2007 16 Comments
another Christmas season draws to an end with Manuel asking “Who will rub my feet, who?” I have to say, without fear of contradiction, this was the best Christmas I have worked yet. Better than last year, and it was a gem too. The year before that was not gem like at all. It was [...]
Read more...Manuel December 22, 2007 8 Comments
this is my first confession…. well Father there was Iraq and the NHS and cash for honours and and and Welcome to the club n that Tony. Don’t forget to pick up your crushing guilt and terrible feeling of self worth with your membership card. But hey it’s not all bad, you can go to [...]
Read more...Manuel December 20, 2007 23 Comments
I said, “who’s having the fucking turkey and fucking ham?” …and someone is gonna get smacked real fucking hard. I’m pretty much at the end of my tether folks. Today was a tough one. It wasn’t that it was super busy, it’s just that I’m tired. The Princess is tired. The two waiters known lovingly [...]
Read more...Manuel December 19, 2007 22 Comments
Think about it…. We bring you drink……you people need the drink just to get through the day. We bring you food…if left to your own devices most of you would starve if you had to fend for yourselves. We don’t ride horses, go fishing or hunting with our shirts off……we don’t engage in many out [...]
Read more...Manuel December 18, 2007 18 Comments
Has anyone seen that new Hennessy Brandy advert? Makes me want to vomit. It’s just so bloody tragic. Here have a look for yourself, if you can be bothered. See what did I tell you? Vomit inducing artsy pish. I’m not falling for this one bit… The Marketing supremos at Hennessy want people who look [...]
Read more...Manuel December 18, 2007 21 Comments
this is what happens when the broadband isn’t workingsad eh….(original picture removed) Things to do when your broadband is down…. Check your connection every 2 to 3 minutes even though you have already established that the problem isn’t at your end. Develop Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. Phone the amusingly named Virgin “Help desk” and mutter things [...]
Read more...Manuel December 16, 2007 26 Comments
I was sure that blogging in December was going to be tough but beat me with a turkey leg and stuff me with cranberries did I think it was going to be this hard. I am getting too old for this malarkey. I’m starting to think I have maybe a year or two left in [...]
Read more...Manuel December 15, 2007 17 Comments
the hands of a 35 year old waiter I have the hands of an arthritic pensioner. I have a pain in my back that only a coal miner could appreciate. My feet are glowing angry and don’t smell very pretty either. There was a minor case of chef’s arse too which caused me to walk [...]
Read more...Manuel December 13, 2007 21 Comments
does this make me a knight? sir moans-a-lot…. Waiters eh, if we aren’t spilling soup on you or forgetting to tell the chef that you are allergic to nuts we are writing about you. The internet is chock full of waiter and service industry related blogs. Some are just fucking awful I mean really really [...]
Read more...Manuel December 12, 2007 24 Comments
Ikea the Swedish furniture store/middle-class fairground opens today in Belfast and people are losing their minds. Literally people are going bonkers. I swear my own neighbours are burning their furniture just so that they can go and get some new stuff. South Belfast is drowning in Ikea catalogues, well thumbed Ikea catalogues. It’s all the [...]
Read more...Manuel December 11, 2007 18 Comments
Ladies and gentlemen it is with great sadness that I have to break the news to you that the good name of the restaurant industry and waiters in general has been sullied. This leaves me with a terrible taste in my mouth. Shame hangs over this once proud industry. I’m not sure we will ever [...]
Read more...Manuel December 10, 2007 30 Comments
that’s a cracker… You have to wonder why some companies bother to go out for Christmas dinner. Some people can barely make eye contact let alone speak to each other. The atmosphere around the perfectly set table (what else would you expect) can range from indifference all the way down to outright hostility. There are [...]
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