Regular Nights VS Game Nights

In three days, I've learned that there is a massive difference in work when comparing regular nights and nights where the Celtics are playing (no hype over the Sox yet, I guess that's just to come). It's funny how one thing can be the difference between being overwhelmed and being underwhelmed.

On regular nights, you don't get much traffic. Yes, the dishes come in, but they don't breed like rabbits, and if you got a system working, then you can handle them with ease. Other than that, there's really not much other than have a meal and flirt with the waitresses.

(On that note, why is it that every single one of them is either taken or not interested? It seems like even working in a bar of beautiful women, I cannot catch a break. Alas, but I digress).

The traffic you do get will be people who in time will become known as "regulars". Among these regulars- or I'm assuming he will be- is a man by the name of Paul Lastnamewithheld, a rather wealthy gentlemen who decides to literally buy the place out in terms of food. Seriously, I want to know at what point in your mind do you decide, "Hey, I'm kind of hungry, I think I'm going to go ahead and order EVERYTHING ON THE MENU"? Granted, it gave me work, but this is a relatively skinny man; where does he put it all?

On game nights, however, the place is packed. The seats are filled, every dish and utensil is used, and you have your hands full. By now, the system you have put into place pays off, and again, you manage to keep control. But the place is still packed, and it's all because of the Celtics. If they win, God help you. If they lose, God help you. The whole time, all I could think was, "If one of them gets a zombie bite, we are all screwed."

I wonder what will happen when the Sox start to play big games. Or when the Pats start up. Oh God, that'll be intense.

(I'm seeing steam in front of my face, and I'm nowhere near anything hot. I think working in the kitchen has become permanently burned into my retina.)

I've got a good system, and so far, it works. My thoughts are that there shouldn't be anything too overwhelming now that I'm on top of things. That's the goal, at least.

Although trash bags breaking when you've got nothing but water and muck in them, and there being holes at the bottom of the trash bin, really don't make matters easy.

But I am enjoying it still, I'm learning a lot, and it's a good experience. I definitely love days off, though, and I shall be returning to it...now.