I am sitting in the lounge at a hotel in Seattle. It is just me and about thirty businessmen, one family, and football highlights on a television too far away (is that Pittsburgh black-and-yellow perhaps?)
I am feeling mellow after a lazy thirty minute workout on the elliptical. Every time I stepped up, I was within an half inch of the ceiling. Did they not think to maybe raise the roof a little?
After five minutes of sitting and not one of the six or seven underworked servers coming by my table, I holler one over. I already have the restaurant pegged. I’ve waitered in a dozen places, I know how it works. The prima donna server who won’t say hello to customers outside her station. The busser who won’t make eye contact. The manager who’s in love with the sound of his footsteps. I’ll stop right there, I won’t bore you with a rundown of each server, but for an expensive hotel near the airport, the place needs serious training. No one cares. This joint could use an Anthony Melchiorri or a Robert Irvine.
When I was a server, I cared about people. I made sure with each table, my customers, enjoyed their meal. My weakness was education about wines and exotic foods. And I did not care enough to get into it. After trying restaurant leadership (supervisor and assistant manager), I got burnt on the field. Fortunately, the Navy took me. But my point is, I cared.
Another story on caring, albeit an interesting (possibly misplaced) caring, is this tale about a model named Carley Watts. She met a Muslim gentleman named Mohammad Salah who changed her life:
A British model and mom is ditching her life of posing in lingerie for one of modesty and obedience as a Muslim wife, said U.K. reports on Monday.
“Meeting Mohammed has made me really look at my life,” Carley Watts, a model who regularly bares almost all for publications such as Elite Online Magazine, told the Sun about her lifeguard boyfriend, Mohammad Salah. She added, “My friends think I’m mad and that this is just a phase.”
You know how many Mohammad Salah’s I’ve seen? Many. As for caring, tomorrow I fly to Japan. And I’ve heard the place has unparalleled customer service and no tipping.