Meet My New Kitchen Manager...

Okay, not quite, but it feels like it.

Our entire kitchen crew quit a month or so ago, save for 2 long timers, and my boss, "Metro", decided to hire this guy, we'll call him Adolf, and have him "manage" the kitchen crew.

Well Adolf brought along his 2 brothers, Jackass and Dipshit, who both pretend to not speak any English (bullshit) and the 2 of them are running the kitchen now.

Now you might be asking yourself, "Mayor, what does this have to do with you? You are a bartender, hence, you don't work in the kitchen?"

I'm asking myself that very thing.

Adolf thinks he is in charge of yours truly. Metro has given him way too much power over the kitchen, and it has spilled over into other aspects of the restaurant.

I cannot stand him. I don't even pretend to tolerate him.

We were slammed last night (with free bingo) and Metro was there, drunk and lord knows what else, and asked me what I thought of our new kitchen crew. Now, I know better, when asked a question by Metro, you answer exactly how he wants you to.

I didn't.

I said they were "okay, I guess."

Big mistake.

I thought I saw steam come out of his ears, because one of is minions dared to disagree with him.

"The food looks sloppy, the customers complain, and Adolf spends more time micro-managing the servers than actually taking care of the kitchen", is what I wanted to say, but I bit my tongue.

Metro says, "what do you mean by that?!?" Again, a rhetorical question, so I answered with, "I miss the old crew."

"WELL I DON'T!"

That's because he told one guy that's worked for him for 15 years, that he was a piece of shit that was never gonna get anything better than working for Metro, so he quit.

He treated another cook like everything that went wrong in the kitchen was 100% his fault, so he quit.

Now, Adolf hasn't had to deal with Metro's wrath yet, and when he does, I betcha he'll quit as well, but in the meantime, I've made it my mission to make him miserable.

I caught him "spying" on me last night, that's why I'm venting here today. I wasn't doing anything wrong, but I could feel him watching me, looking for something to bust me on, and so after 4 hours of non-stop running my ass off, I decided to step out for a smoke, where he couldn't see me. All my customers were taken care of, I had a cocktail waitress watching the bar for me, in case anyone needed anything, and I'm allowed a smoke break every now and then, right?

As soon as I lit up, here came Adolf...He gives me a disapproving look.

"Goodnight, Adolf!" All cheerful and shit.

He went to his car.

So I'm waiting to hear if I'm "in trouble" for taking a smoke break.

And to top it all off, today is payday for both Hub and I, and I'm stuck at home with a sick kid. Not that I was going to go shopping or anything, but I have bills to pay, and money to squirrel away for next weekend's trip to San Francisco!!!

More on that later...