I work at an Italian restaurant. The name of the restaurant is Spada (pronounced Spah-dah). My job title is Room Service Attendant. Here's how it works:
I show up wearing all black. I look great. Then, I sit around for three to four hours, waiting for the room-service phone (we deliver food to the adjacent hotel) to ring. In the meantime, I help buss tables and make $1 wagers with co-workers like "I'll bet you a dollar that our dish-washer is less than two hours late today." Coincidentally, our dishwasher, Jair, is a black-belt level master of Brazilian Jiu-Jitzu and my brother's personal fight coach over here.
When the room-service phone finally does ring, I take down the order and then deliver it to their rooms. When I get there, I knock. Invariably, they ask who it is.
Naturally, I look over my right shoulder at my queen and then yell, "This... Is... Spada!" and kick down their door.
I get great tips.
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6 comments:
Um. You might want to try waiting for them to open the door.
Maybe your friends need to play the "Is This Socially Appropriate?" game with you now that you're in Hawaii if you're kicking down doors and screaming at strangers.
Just a thought.
Hahaahhahahahah! Funny post.
dizzo, that cracked me up. I can picture you so well doing this job. See you in a few weeks bud!
Jackson, great post! Good to hear that you are doing well and that you have what sounds like a awesome job...kicking in doors and all. I wish that it was a themed hotel and that you actually got to kick doors in to deliver room service. Well I look forward to more updates... good to hear from you and say hi to everyone else for me.
Tad
SO the truth is, if you readers want the real scoop, jacson shows up to work, ocationaly in the AM when he's not hosting in the PM, jacson feeds me dollars after he takes seveir beatings in coaster football, then he hears the phone ring only to realize it's just his co-worker james, this false alarm motivates jacson to rearrange the wines in our bar while sampling them at the same time, 7:15ish, his help is eally above and beyond what i ever expected
I bet you're the guy who ruins magic tricks at kids' birthday parties too, huh Joe?
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