This is when it all pays off
Sometimes I really hate my job. The rude customers, the long hours, and the asinine rules (the latest of which is that employees are not allowed to bring a bag/purse and keep it in the break room…really? good luck enforcing that when a woman is on her period. And do they really think anyone is keeping their wallet and car keys in their apron all day? But I digress) are all quite taxing on my patience.
But then there are weekends like this past one. Weekends where I make some good money from good customers. Where I work 3 days and a total of 25 hours and make dang near $500. I never felt swamped. Most of my customers were nice, decent people that weren’t annoying. No complaints. No comped food. Almost no hassle.
I’m still going to quit, but maybe not as soon as I thought. I don’t really have a plan yet and until I do I think I’m going to keep IHOP-ing it. Why quit when I make decent money for the work I do just to do nothing? All my friends say I should quit. Even my regulars are surprised to still see me there. But it doesn’t make sense to quit when I don’t have something else to do. I might as well keep making money while I’m deciding, right?
