Ah, the life of a server! It’s a gig where you wear a smile while managing the onslaught of complaints and quirks from your customers. During my college years, I spent a lot of time waitressing, and although I later dabbled in psychology, I truly believe that my time as a server shaped my understanding of human behavior more than any textbook ever could. And let’s be honest, nothing tests your patience quite like motherhood. Here are five ways that waitressing has equipped me for the wild ride of parenting.
1. Recognize the Trouble-Makers
From my vantage point as a server, I learned to read a room quickly. As I approached a new table, I’d size them up and put on my best welcoming smile. Before I could even finish my greeting, someone would demand a drink, often cutting me off. Fast forward to my mornings with my son, who, in his adorable onesie, interrupts me with a specific request for chocolate milk. Dealing with rude customers and kids is surprisingly similar: don’t take their demands personally, remain calm, and model the respect you wish to receive. And maybe “forget” to add the chocolate to that milk.
2. Own Your Mistakes
I once had a full section and suddenly realized that a table had been waiting for their meals for way too long — because I had forgotten to place their order. Panic set in as I ran to the kitchen, bracing for the inevitable backlash from the cooks. I’d often blame the kitchen for delays, but one day, my manager reminded me that taking responsibility is key. Now, when my house is a mess or I’m running late, I resist the urge to blame my kids. Sometimes, it’s just me dropping the ball. But hey, at least I keep a stash of snacks on hand!
3. It Can Always Get Messier
During my first week, I had my share of spills and accidents, including a full tray of food that ended up on the floor. When my first son arrived, I quickly discovered the realities of baby reflux and diaper blowouts. We were changing outfits multiple times a day! Now, with my second son, I’ve learned to embrace the chaos — like when he joyfully flings spaghetti at me. Thanks to my waitressing days, I know not to stress over the little messes because it can always get grosser.
4. Complaining is an Art
From customers who thought their meal was “too spicy” to those who had endless complaints, working in a restaurant taught me to build up resilience against whining. Now, when my son sits down to dinner and turns his nose up at my cooking, it feels like déjà vu. I remember how to respond: smile, nod, and observe from a safe distance to appreciate the humor in it all. Kids, much like customers, have a unique way of expressing their dissatisfaction.
5. Prioritize the Kids
I used to think it was cute when kids made a mess at my tables, but deep down, I knew the truth — they can be little tornadoes! After months of serving families, I learned the secret to earning good tips: always cater to the kids. Whether it’s serving their drinks first or showering them with attention, happy kids lead to happy parents. Now that I have two boys of my own, I can confirm — if you treat my kids well, you’ve won me over too.
In conclusion, I’ll continue utilizing the skills I honed while waitressing to manage my little rascals until they’re ready to enter the workforce. Then, I’ll encourage them to apply at the nearest restaurant so they can gather their own stories of chaos. And I know they’ll come to understand the importance of kindness, especially when it comes to tipping their servers.
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