Best Tip I've Ever Gotten....and the Worst

Friday nights have become notoriously slow at my store. Slow as in by 10:45pm the entire store was almost empty, than of course some 11pm strags came along..
However, I was cut! So this story has nothing to do with inconvenient people.

Last night was Trivia Night also. I had a man come in, around 40, maybe a little younger, probably not older. He immediately started conversation so I knew he was here for what Hooters is here for- Hooters Girls. He didn't eat much only celery but kicked back a few Captain Morgans and Gingerales. I literally sat with him most of the time he was there, talking about random shit, just trying to make good conversation. I HATE being so young...it's either you get a stare when you tell people or they feel the need to lay you down with life lessons. He, however, did neither and we talked just like normal about going out, my tattoos, Thanksgiving. He didn't do so good on trivia and I honestly didn't know any of the answers either. "Who is the crazy lawyer from the Simpsons?" Seriously!?!??!?! Who the hell would know that?? Two weeks ago, they asked "What is Marge Simpson's maiden name?" .................................................wtf mate.
Anywho, my table was awesome, I learned at the end of the night that his name was Anthony, by being a stalker and looking at his card since I realized I didn't ask the whole night. He said he had to leave and that he was sorry but I assured him it was fine and brought him his check right away. He shook my hand and said "nice to meet you" than left. I was in the middle of bussing two tables so I quickly grabbed the check and shoved it in my pouch. Later on, I look to find a $20 tip..and the bill was $20.

That, my friends, was my first 100% tip ((:

However, my last table of the night. A family of three, a little foreign..the parent's at least. I didn't do anything special for them besides follow the 12 steps. Didn't add any flare or anything, just made sure they had everything they needed as soon as they needed it.

I'll actually take this time out to say, Hooters Girls work HARD. At least in my store, we do. I'm constantly making sure everyone has enough Sweet Tea and that their beers are on their way. Pre-bussing your tables so that they look nice for you and you don't have to see that pile of chicken bones left over from the meat you just devoured (and it's easier for me in the end.) I'm making sure that I'm offering you everything you could possibly want, the first time around, so you don't have to ask for it once I bring your food. I ask you how your meal is, after every plate is brought out. I make sure everything is the way you want it, no questions asked.

At the same time, I'm running around the kitchen seeing if there are cups or plates that need to be brought out. I'm running the bus tubs back to the kitchen, putting them in their dish rack because the Staff Guy is nowhere to be found. I'm running the dirty silverware back, I'm getting more lemons, I'm getting more ice. As a Hooters Girl, I am literally doing EVERYTHING. I am also, more often than not, STARVING and exhausted, so feel free to invite me to sit and eat some Boneless wings with you (:

Back to my shitty table,
Their bill was around $25 to $30...they left me $3.95...........
no, I was not worth the nickel more to make $4 even
so fuck you and your tip calculator

xxoo HootersBabe

Guns, Grenades, and Fights

Sooo it's been two weeks since I've started, I'll remember some interesting highlights and fill you guys in.

My first day was the Tuesday after Veteran's Day so that meant DRESS UPPP! I have this really cute camo lingerie outfit so I was pretttty pumped when I found out I was going to be working that day. It was a relaxed afternoon, there wasn't a huge lunch rush or anything but I ended up making a good amount of money, about $70, not too bad for my first day.

I did, however, encounter my first asshole. I had a table of an elderly couple, about fifties maybe. They seemed to be fine, I wasn't really sitting down and chatting with them as they didn't seem to be that type. However, our bartender, HP, had a fake gun and grenade that she and HJS had been playing with all day. The grenade even squirted water and everything. Now the gun was a little black plastic gun, with no orange tip, this never even phased me. As a girl, I don't know too much about gun safety. My last job was at a laser tag facility that had "real weapon guns" so I know what a MAC 10 and M16 looks like... just not the rules. HP was running around with the little gun, crouching behind tables and stools, just having fun. The guy I was sitting with even put up his hands in "fright". I saw that HB had passed by that table and he was saying something about seeing or talking to a manager. I decided to go check on him and see what was wrong.

"She's running around with a gun like that?!"
*laughter* "yeah, she's playing Green Beret!"
"Oh, so you think it's funny too? Because it's not, she has no idea what in the hell could happen to her if someone walked in with a gun. I'm a law enforcement officer and this is not funny at all."
"Oh my gosh, sir, I'm sorry. I did not realize how dangerous it could be. Here's your check."
He practically throws his card at me after his wife looks at the check.
"Get me a box!"
"I will, right away."
"AND GET ME A BOX"

I was literally flabbergasted. I had no idea that someone would become such an asshole. Do you think that Hooters Girls know the plastic gun proper handling? No, I had no idea that stupid little orange piece was even important.

I proceeded to get him his box and the check and I handed over the bill to the wife since she was the one who was reading the check last. He pretty much snatched it from my hands and told me, "I won't be coming back." ....good riddance, I'd much rather have someone happy and nice than someone who is an asshole and didn't even try to explain anything first. My manager eventually went to talk to him as he was walking out and HD goes, "Was there a problem, sir?" All I could hear was, "You're gonna ask me if there was a problem?!" and than they stepped outside.
Needless to say, all of us looked like deer in headlights. And HP got her gun taken away :(


My second night on the floor was Fight Night. A lot of girls were surprised that they put me on this early and I really didn't take into consideration that Fight Nights got packed. And it did, but sadly enough I had a group of teenagers that ate and sat around the whole time watching the fight. I also had a group of four drinking the night away. He's apparently a regular and comes in all the time so I made sure to keep an eye out on their drinks and get them refills ASAP. They were talking and laughing all throughout the night so it didn't really seem like a table that wanted too much interaction. I tried to be as friendly as possible and joke whenever I could but I didn't pull up a chair and weasel into their conversation. However, when the end of the night came and it was midnight, we wanted everyone to cash out so they just couldn't dine and dash when the fight was over. He seemed offended and I didn't really know how to console him. Mind you too, their tab got to $150 on alcohol and onion tanglers. The first two left somewhat early and their tab ended up being only $50 $60 and they left me a nice $15 tip that I greatly appreciated. However, birthday boy and his friend were left with $100 because of his 8+ Jack and water aka his watered down whiskey, she also got a few margaritas and drinks too. They ended up leaving me only a $10 tip..which is 10%. Honestly, it didn't bother me because of the $15 I got from their friends but it still sucks. I walked to the bar probably about 30 times for you guys, checked on you numerous times, and my manager tells me one thing after he got done talking to him. "You should have just done the extra gestures with him like touching him when you walked away." ..........seriously, because I didn't touch you at all. I sang you a freaking happy birthday song, why do you need a hand on your shoulder as I say, "I'll be right back with that". You were having fun with your friends anyways!?!?!

All in all, it's going good so far. I had to work Thanksgiving but I got out before 10 which was awesome! I also made $30 with 3 tables so that made me happy.

Enjoy the rest of your holiday weekend!
xxoo HootersBabe

Classroom Time!

Yesterday, I did Classroom at in work. It's basically where a trainer talks about everything in the manual, shows you around the restaurant, and gets you your uniform & takes your picture. My trainer was so pretty, I'm practically in awe of her. She's a Hooters veteran and has been working there since she was 18 and she is now 26. We'll call her HJS. She's traveled a lot and done tons of work for Hooters. I also forgot to mention that a girl who works in my store has been in the Calendar! Actually two have and I think the same two have been in the swimsuit competition. I wish I had big boobs :(

I figure while I say that I should mention my appearance. I would put a picture up but I prefer to stay anonymous. I'm a little over 5'7", my hair has gotten suprisingly long and has returned to its natural color of light brown, I have green eyes which I favor. My body is athletic but slender however I do not have any huge ASSets. Both are on the smaller end, my butt being larger than my top but nothing outrageous by any means. I'm a Hooters girl because of my face rather than my tits

So from my Classroom, I'm an XXS in my shorts and my top. I received one pair of shorts and a shirt. My shoes were $38 from the store. I didn't get any socks :( I'll get those on Monday. The panty hose weren't as tight or uncomfortable as I thought they would be and I've put them on twice without ripping them! Go me! My pantyhose are $4 if we rip them before or after a shift, they'll be replaced with a cheaper kind for free if I rip them on my shift. I also have now tried every wing sauce at Hooters. My personal favorite is Cajun, Daytona Beach (it's cause I'm a Floridian), and 3 Mile. 

My first training shift is on Monday, I'll just be job shadowing. However, I have my liquor test on Tuesday, I'm SO nervous, there are more than 70 different kinds of alcohol. Then on Friday, I have my menu test and my trainer will follow me around. I'm shitting myself over the menu test. I just really hope my manager, HD, will not be there because he quizzes the most! I really hope HJS is my trainer for most of the days, I'm literally striving to be her.

I guess that's it! Have a good weekend,
xoxo Hooters Babe

Orientation *yawn*

I forgot to mention I was told to come to Orientation almost a week later , today, and that there might be another girl with me so I was kind of happy I wasn't doing this alone. I arrived a little early (I always do) and kind of stood there while the manager I met with for my second interview, MG, talked with another girl. Finally he called me over and asked if I wanted anything to drink and told me where to sit. It ended up being too loud where we were originally sitting so we moved.
He handed me a whole stack of paperwork and told me that I wasn't signing my life away and he was going to go over everything with me. I proceeded to go through the 20 pages, at least, of papers, many that repeated themselves! SO annoying and so time consuming. While I'm about 2/3 of the way in, another girl arrives. She's really pretty but kind of seem stuck-up or maybe she just didn't care about talking to me...whatever. I finished all of my paperwork only to find, I had to wait on HB, or new girl #2, to finish. I sat for about ten minutes with nothing to do except stare at the pictures on the wall or watch UFC fight. HB and I talked minimally, like I said, she didn't seem to care. She did know another girl however and I found this was a disadvantage, I really wish I knew someone. After both of our paperwork was done, MG went over the Hooters handbook and all of the papers we signed. I was told however that I would have to do an Image Class in two days where I would get my uniform and one of the girls would go over the Hooters Image with us. I was a little dissapointed, I wanted my uniform :( I also learned that they sell the shoes for at least $20 cheaper than Shoe Carnival, so BUY FROM HOOTERS GIRLS! I would receive two shirts, two shorts, pantyhose, socks, a pouch, and an ID card for the POS system. Additional shirts are $6, so are shorts. If pantyhose is torn on the floor, they'll replace it. I can't remember about socks though. I'm so excited, you have no idea.
My dream has always been to a model and I've actually done a few jobs but due to my tattoos and that I'm 5'7" (models should be 5'8" max) has limited my opportunites. I'm really hoping Hooters can push me forward. I'm determined to be the best and work my way to the top ! (:
I'll update after my image class than I'll be onto training!

Applications, Applications, & Applications

I've decided to write this blog because I was OBSESSED with all of the Hooters girl blogs on here. I literally read as many blogs, Yahoo answers, and watched tons of videos on being a Hooters girl before I went in to apply to my first Hooters. 

I decided to quit my job at this local laser tag place after I got annoyed of working until 1am and than having a shift at 10am the next morning, dealing with a female manager who's mood affected every girl in the building, and working my ass off but at the end of two weeks pulling less than a $300 check. I wanted, no, I needed to make more money to be able to ever try to move out of my parent's house. 

So, the first place I looked into was working at Winghouse. I've personally only been there to eat there out of there, Hooters, and Tilted Kilt. However, there is a Hooters close to my college so I decided to apply there first. I went in wearing skinny jeans and a white v-neck with flipflops. I didn't wait too long for a girl to come up to me with an application but it's not like the girls rush to talk to you when they see a young, attractive female by themselves who is most likely trying to come in and steal their money. I was extremely nervous, my leg was shaking, and it seemed like I was taking FOREVER with the application. However, what actually took forever was for the manager to come talk to me. I awkwardly stood there for around five minutes until what seemed to be a Eastern European man came and told me that he would love to talk to me but that he was busy and asked if I could come back tomorrow. I immediately took this as a good sign and told him "yes". I decided not to go to a Winghouse close by because I had so much faith that I would get the job. 

The next day, I decided to wear a pencil skirt with a bright yellow tank top and some heels for my interview. I wanted to show them my body but still try to be professional. Quite honestly, I feel like I dressed up too much but the whole situation didn't go as planned. I only talked to a different manager for less than 5 minutes and he just asked me basic questions like availability, transportation, why I wanted to be a Hooters Girl? After the very short time was over, I left feeling like I hadn't gotten the job...I was right.

So the next day my job hunting continued, I got the application for Tilted Kilt offline after going in there to find they had no more printed application. I waited around for a few minutes until a female manager came and talked to me and told me that she would look over my application and a good time to call back was on Tuesdays. While, I was in there, the atmosphere just did not feel fun nor did the girls seem friendly, at all. So I decided I wouldn't call them back. Next, I went to the Winghouse closest to my school. I sat and met with the manager and he was this really sweet older man who reminded me of my Dad. He talked to me on a personal level and told me that they weren't hiring but that I seemed like a lovely girl and if my job hunt didn't turn out well to come back on a Tuesday or Thursday when he would be there. I really felt good about being able to get a job there but I decided to keep on searching. Another Hooters followed Tilted Kilt. I sat with a manager and we talked and I felt really relaxed, he told me that he would get in contact with me when he found out the schedule. Next came another Winghouse, nothing special, just filled out the application and was told to call on next Wednesday.

A weekend went by and I decided to call the 2nd Winghouse and Hooters. Both of the managers seemed frustrated that I had even called both telling me they review applications and they'll get back to me. To say the least, I was getting a little frustrated but in the back of my mind, I knew I could go back into the first Winghouse and tell the manager that my job hunting was not going good. However, I decided to give a third Hooters a try, the one closest to my house yet its farthest from school and requires me to go on toll roads -_-

A really nice girl greeted me and got me an application. She actually brought three so we kind of had a laugh about that which made me feel really comfortable. I also think that because my boyfriend was in the car, I was more relaxed....or maybe it was the sixth breastaurant I was applying at and I was used to the routine. However, this time it was a little different. I saw two girls in the corner filling out paperwork, I got nervous and I'm not sure if they worked there or were applying so I tried to finish ASAP. I did, or at least the manager talked to me first along with a training manager. He proceeded to ask me about my previous jobs, availability, transportation ect but than he pulled out questions that kind of surprised me. When he asked me "If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?" I had no idea what to say, I just kind of laughed and spent time joking and thinking. I ended up saying I'm forgetful..I figured that was better than clumsy. Next, "If you were on a deserted island, what one item would you bring?", I immediately answered "my dog". Finally, "Describe yourself in one word." "Intriguing" I was told that was a good word and than he told me that I would need a second interview and asked if I could come in tomorrow. I happily said yes but I didn't give it too much thought, my second callback didn't go that well and I was on my way to see my favorite band.