I've been away for a week, I went home for the holidays so see my parents. When I returned, I found out there is a bug going round, and about a quarter of our staff have contracted it. So that, with the amount of people that still haven't returned from the holidays, means we are REALLY short staffed.
I had the bug myself, but I've almost fully recovered. However, I am extremelly asthmatic, so when I get ill, nine times out of ten it goes straight for my chest, meaning I end up having breathing difficulties.
SC comes to the bar. I was feeling particularly short of breath.
SC: Coffee.
OK, thats annoying for a start. We do like ten different types of coffee and sizes. It's like going into a restaurant and asking for a plate of food and walking off.
Me: OK...what kind...of...coffee would...you...like?
I am completely out of breath and I feel myself getting worse.
SC: What do you have?
Me: We...have...
Next thing I know, I cough, and I can't catch my breath after the cough.
Me: I'm sorry....I just....need my...inhaler.
SC: Wait a minute! What kind of coffee do you have?
Me: *takes inhaler and tries to catch breath*
SC: Hello?? Excuse me?? I don't have all day!
Me: *catching breath* OK...sorry about that.
SC: Forget it. You had your chance.
Idiot. He could quite clearly see I was ill, but his precious coffee was more important than a dead employee.
I had the bug myself, but I've almost fully recovered. However, I am extremelly asthmatic, so when I get ill, nine times out of ten it goes straight for my chest, meaning I end up having breathing difficulties.
SC comes to the bar. I was feeling particularly short of breath.
SC: Coffee.
OK, thats annoying for a start. We do like ten different types of coffee and sizes. It's like going into a restaurant and asking for a plate of food and walking off.
Me: OK...what kind...of...coffee would...you...like?
I am completely out of breath and I feel myself getting worse.
SC: What do you have?
Me: We...have...
Next thing I know, I cough, and I can't catch my breath after the cough.
Me: I'm sorry....I just....need my...inhaler.
SC: Wait a minute! What kind of coffee do you have?
Me: *takes inhaler and tries to catch breath*
SC: Hello?? Excuse me?? I don't have all day!
Me: *catching breath* OK...sorry about that.
SC: Forget it. You had your chance.
Idiot. He could quite clearly see I was ill, but his precious coffee was more important than a dead employee.
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