Take This Job And...

Any occupation in which one deals with the public is a stressful.
I used to wait on tables and then tended bar at my local TGI Friday's.
Believe me, sometimes as a waiter one would love to cuss out a customer.
(Tending bar was easier. One could cuss out a patron.)

In the history of quitting jobs, that guy from Jet Blue rates about a nine (from one to ten) on the scale of classic quits.

Roberto Duran's famous "No Mas" rates about a two as probably the second worst quit in the history of quitting.

But back to TGI Friday's...

Back in the day I had a friend named Jackie who worked at the Marina Del Ray store.

The store at the marina was known as "The Black Friday's".

It took a special person to deal with the Negroes who felt as though the store's employees were their own personal servants.

(Black women are often the most demanding, rudest, and worst tipping patrons to wait on.)

On a particularly busy night, a woman whistled at Jackie.

As Jackie looked under the patron's table, and the table next to her, and the next table over, "What are you doing?", the whistling lady asked.

"I heard you whistle and thought you'd lost your dog.", said Jackie as she walked away.

"Hey! Don't you walk away from me!", the woman shouted.

At which time Jackie said, "I'll be witchu' when I'm witchu'!".

The heated patron was not pleased with this and complained to a manager.

In the middle being scolded - Jackie asked,"Am I fired".
"Well, I'm trying to talk to you." the manger said.

"Well, I'm trying to take care of my other customers!", Jackie would retort.

"So I AM fired!", shouted Jackie.

"Go home.", said the manager.

The angry patron was pleased that her complaint had cost Jackie her job and sat smugly at her table as if to taunt the now unemployed waitress.

With this, Jackie calmly walked over to one of the five gallon iced tea dispensers and poured it's contents on the now "cooled off" woman and her companions and then began to walk out of the store.

"Hey! You can't leave in your "stripes" (The old ugly shirts worn by TGI Friday's employees at the time.) take them off!", the embarrassed manager would yell.

"Oh you wanta' see some titties?!", Jackie would say as she removed her shirt to reveal huge breasts and a big roll of belly fat as she walked from the building.

I've quit a few jobs, but never as well as did Jackie.

In the Hall of Fame of Quitters - Jackie remains a platinum member.