It all started last July on the 13th when I decided to get a part-time job as a waiter at my brother’s restaurant. It wasn’t the easiest idea I could come up with but I hoped for some fun while working around my brother and his friends. I began speaking to the manager there and he told me I could start working in a few days. I was pumped! I needed the money over the summer and I was actually looking forward to my first day.
A new job is like that, you want to make a good impression and get to know some people you’d be working with, and it is just a overall fun experience. Or so you would think… Well the day finally came to when I was going in to work the Saturday night shift. When I arrived at the restaurant my brother was really excited to see me there and he started off by showing me around the place and introducing me to some other waiters and waitresses. "THIS IS EASY!" I said.
And before you know it, I was ready to work on my own. Well here is where it gets almost not funny! My brother tells me to go take care of the couple that just arrived and had sat themselves at the booth in the back of the restaurant. I knew this was it so I went over and introduced myself to them.
"Hello, my name is Ryan and I’ll be your server this evening, can I start you off with something to drink?" It all sounded great. Me, being so proud of myself went to grab the drinks and as I was walking back to the table I sort of hopped a little in the hair to make it there faster, sort of hoping they would chuckle a bit at my acts. Well that was a very wrong decision. Only moments later I landed on my shoe lace, tripped and as I fell head first into the women’s lap, the large shirley temple fell directly on the man’s pants.
I was so out of breath and at a loss of words! I started freaking out and I couldn’t say a thing! The women shrieked as my head hit her in the chest and the man jumped up from his seat. I apologized and said, "I’m so sorrrr..ry! I..I…I’ll be right back with your foo, food." As I went to turn around, yep you can probably guess it. There was my brother carrying a tray of hot chicken parmesian high over his shoulder.
I stumbled into him and he feel forward causing the tray to fall and the food to fall everywhere! Before I could even think I was on the floor next to my brother sitting in burning chicken parmesian. I’ll never forget the stare that sixty or so people gave me that night. I have not been back there since, but my brother says that the story is legend and is talked about almost every day.
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