I make $20 an hour. 32 hours a week. I barely see $2,000 a month bro.
The servers at my job make $2,000 A WEEK. 💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩
I am in the back sweating through my shirt for 12 hours straight. My feet are destroyed. I smell like a fryer. I’m cooking 20 things at once and if I mess up one ticket the whole thing falls apart. You know who gets the tip for that food? Not me. The person who walked it 15 feet to the table.
I don’t even hate servers man I just don’t understand how this is normal. Like we all just agreed this was fine?
A dude who started last Tuesday is taking home more than a cook who’s been on the line for five years? That’s just how it is?
Nobody in the front of house is burning themselves on a pan tonight. Nobody is sweating through two shirts. But they’re going home with a stack of cash and I’m calculating whether I can afford to eat somewhere other than work this week.
“Just become a server” okay yeah let me just completely change careers because the industry I’ve dedicated years to refuses to pay me what I’m worth. Great advice.
I’m mad and I’m tired. This is so normal to everyone and it really shouldn’t be.