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Never outdress or out tip a customer!!
...Or whatever you want to call it. Sorry, this ended up kind of long.
While working on my lovely cruise ships, I encountered all sorts of "fun" individuals. Makes living in the "real world" very scary when you get off the ship.
Anyhow, some of my coworkers and I deceided to go to one of the specialty restaurants onboard since it was an overnight, and most of the guests were off the ship, and we could enjoy a night together...blah blah blah, etc.
So, we went to the steakhouse onboard, because steak is yummy. We put on our "fancy grown up" clothes and went to the restaurant. We had a late reservation because, customers come first, right? K. So, we ate, drank (have to be careful not to go over .04 on a ship thats not moving
) and talked a little( not about work or anything...we actually talked about the outside world...school, etc) We finished eating (we paid the cover charges, and for our drinks just like the guests) and we left our tip in CASH, as opposed to our onboard cards...like the guests can do. So, this was our first mistake apparently.
Next morning, at 6am, I was doing what I did best. Work. Help little old ladies understand why there was no casino onboard...etc.
Here's what happend next
CR=Crazy Lady
Me: Yup
KAB=Kick ass boss
Me: May I help the next guest please?
CR: So, did you have a good time last night?
Me: *thinking* Yes, ma'am did you enjoy your evening?
CR: No, I didn't!! *voice gets louder* I am so embarrassed!!
Me: I'm sorry. Is it something I can help you with?
CR: No! You did enough damage! You and this whole desk!!
Me: *blank stare*
CR: "So, what gives you and the rest of the "suits" the right to just walk into any old restaurant you want on any given night, and come in all dressed up in your evening gowns and tuxes to make the rest of us who bust our asses doing real jobs, look bad?"
Me: I'm sorry? I don't think anyone here tries to make...*cut off my screamy pants*
CR: "Shut up! Just shut up and listen! *crowd is gathering to watch me get reamed real good* I paid my hard earned money to come onboard, and all you do is stand there, and you get to go into a restaurant, dressed up, and order whatever you want off the menu (funny thing is anyone that can read the menu, gets to order whatever they want!) You children made me look bad last night because I was wearing jeans, and a t-shirt. Why were you dressed up?
Me: We have to wear nice clothing, and some of had some new clothes we wanted to try out
CR: I want to speak to your manager! "you are cruel and have no heart!"
Me: *goes to get boss like a good little overdressed servant*
KAB: Would you like to come to my office and discuss this?
CR: No! I want everyone to hear how I have been embarrased about my clothing and financial standing
Me: *thinking, I'm gonna stand right here next to KAB and listen to this. Wish I had popcorn*
CR rehashes the whole scene, but then adds the part about how when we were finished, we left a tip. Oh the horror!!! We paid for our service? Funny.
KAB: So, you are upset with my employees for dressing nice, leaving a tip, and being polite? Ok. I don't think I understand. Would you like to come to my office?
Well it turns out she was embarrased that they only left 4 dollars.
We left $40 to the front waiter, and $30 for the back waiter. Yes, they are friends, but thats why we left more...we have to pay for our friends to keep them!
But seriously, we did that because we knew the people during this particular weeks' cruise were incredibly cheap *you can tell these things*
She later wrote a letter to our corporate office about the whole ordeal, and we sent them our logbooks with the info (to cover our asses) and they were confused to. Welcome to ship life!!
While working on my lovely cruise ships, I encountered all sorts of "fun" individuals. Makes living in the "real world" very scary when you get off the ship.
Anyhow, some of my coworkers and I deceided to go to one of the specialty restaurants onboard since it was an overnight, and most of the guests were off the ship, and we could enjoy a night together...blah blah blah, etc.
So, we went to the steakhouse onboard, because steak is yummy. We put on our "fancy grown up" clothes and went to the restaurant. We had a late reservation because, customers come first, right? K. So, we ate, drank (have to be careful not to go over .04 on a ship thats not moving
) and talked a little( not about work or anything...we actually talked about the outside world...school, etc) We finished eating (we paid the cover charges, and for our drinks just like the guests) and we left our tip in CASH, as opposed to our onboard cards...like the guests can do. So, this was our first mistake apparently.Next morning, at 6am, I was doing what I did best. Work. Help little old ladies understand why there was no casino onboard...etc.
Here's what happend next
CR=Crazy Lady
Me: Yup
KAB=Kick ass boss
Me: May I help the next guest please?
CR: So, did you have a good time last night?
Me: *thinking* Yes, ma'am did you enjoy your evening?
CR: No, I didn't!! *voice gets louder* I am so embarrassed!!
Me: I'm sorry. Is it something I can help you with?
CR: No! You did enough damage! You and this whole desk!!
Me: *blank stare*
CR: "So, what gives you and the rest of the "suits" the right to just walk into any old restaurant you want on any given night, and come in all dressed up in your evening gowns and tuxes to make the rest of us who bust our asses doing real jobs, look bad?"
Me: I'm sorry? I don't think anyone here tries to make...*cut off my screamy pants*
CR: "Shut up! Just shut up and listen! *crowd is gathering to watch me get reamed real good* I paid my hard earned money to come onboard, and all you do is stand there, and you get to go into a restaurant, dressed up, and order whatever you want off the menu (funny thing is anyone that can read the menu, gets to order whatever they want!) You children made me look bad last night because I was wearing jeans, and a t-shirt. Why were you dressed up?
Me: We have to wear nice clothing, and some of had some new clothes we wanted to try out
CR: I want to speak to your manager! "you are cruel and have no heart!"
Me: *goes to get boss like a good little overdressed servant*
KAB: Would you like to come to my office and discuss this?
CR: No! I want everyone to hear how I have been embarrased about my clothing and financial standing
Me: *thinking, I'm gonna stand right here next to KAB and listen to this. Wish I had popcorn*
CR rehashes the whole scene, but then adds the part about how when we were finished, we left a tip. Oh the horror!!! We paid for our service? Funny.
KAB: So, you are upset with my employees for dressing nice, leaving a tip, and being polite? Ok. I don't think I understand. Would you like to come to my office?
Well it turns out she was embarrased that they only left 4 dollars.
We left $40 to the front waiter, and $30 for the back waiter. Yes, they are friends, but thats why we left more...we have to pay for our friends to keep them!
But seriously, we did that because we knew the people during this particular weeks' cruise were incredibly cheap *you can tell these things*
She later wrote a letter to our corporate office about the whole ordeal, and we sent them our logbooks with the info (to cover our asses) and they were confused to. Welcome to ship life!!
to your KAB there. 
Ehhhh....not so much.
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