Archive for May, 2010

Just a Minute (May 2010)

May 31st, 2010 by Manda | 1 Comment | Filed in Life

On the last day of every month, I take Just a Minute to reflect on what I’m currently up to.

Enjoying… summer vacation. It’s a well-earned vacation, if you ask me!

Cooking… lots and lots. Baking, too. I’ve found an old folder of recipes from a cooking class I took several years ago and I’ve been revisiting the recipes.

Formalizing… my plans for going abroad for a year. My plane tickets need to be purchased soon before the flights are full.

Anticipating… July 1, which is when my summer vacation kicks up a notch and I get to start my many travels!

Reading… wonderful, funny and clever books by Marian Keyes. I just finished up Lucy Sullivan is Getting Married and now I’m onto Last Chance Saloon. Once I finish the complete works of Keyes (I’ve got them all) I’ll start making my way through some of the recommendations I’ve received.

Watching… countless episodes of NCIS, one of my new favorite shows. There’s an all-day marathon today to commemorate Memorial Day!

Missing… my friends from school, as well as college life in general. Home is nice and all, but it’s kind of boring compared to the constant, never-ending excitement of living at school with my closest friends.

Listening… to Mika, whom I’ve recently re-discovered. I’ve always loved his first album Life in Cartoon Motion but I haven’t listened to his new album The Boy Who Knew Too Much until last week and I love it!

Selling… countless books and CDs on Amazon and Half by eBay. (I didn’t go with the original plan of selling on eBay.) I seem to have amassed quite the collection over the years.

Loving… the show Chef vs City on the Food Network, which I’ve only recently discovered. It’s like the Amazing Race but with food-related challenges with some of my favorite Food Network stars! What a win-win situation.

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Let’s Talk About Boys and Crushes (Or Not)

May 30th, 2010 by Manda | 5 Comments | Filed in Relationships

I just deleted/trashed an entry I wrote that was about a boy. It was about a boy that I like (who might like me back) and a supremely awkward conversation I had with my mom about it. (Awkward conversations with my mom about this kind of stuff, as well as other topics, is what I do best, after all.)

The reason why I trashed it wasn’t because it was poorly written or dull for others to read. (On the contrary, it was quite amusing, even if I do say so myself.) It was mainly because it didn’t feel right to publish something that involved someone else and partially because I was, well, scared to publish it. Having a crush on someone is something quite personal that I’ve always found it hard to talk about it. It’s not just the whole online privacy thing and how I always respect the privacy of those in my life when it comes to writing this blog, but the fact that I seem to have some sort of neurotic complex when it comes to talking about boys that I really like.

I think some of this links back to the fact that it’s always been really, really hard for me to admit that I like someone for as long as I can remember. It’s a self-preservation thing. Way back in elementary and middle school, I’d see some of my friends confide in other girls about who they liked, only for the girls to spread rumors about it behind each other’s backs. These rumors would spread like wildfire, and soon the girl who had a crush on a particular boy would be taunted and teased about liking so-and-so and everyone would know whether or not the boy liked her back or not.

God, it was awful. Just remembering it gives me a sinking feeling in my stomach and makes me want to shudder at the thought.

I’ve always remembered those days, and even now, when it comes to confiding in my best friends who I know wouldn’t tell anyone and I trust with my life, I still find it difficult to talk about guys that I like. It’s easy for me to talk about guys and relationships in general, or to give advice about guys and relationships to my friends, but I never talk about my own personal feelings towards any guys in particular unless I can help it. I can talk about the fact that I like someone to my best friends; I just find it very hard to bring myself to say who he is.

That’s why it was more than a little strange that I was even drafting an entry about my crush on a boy to post on this blog, which is the least private of all places for me to confess about something.

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Dear Wait Staff of the Tipping World

May 29th, 2010 by Manda | 6 Comments | Filed in Life

First and foremost, I feel that I should say that I have never worked as a waitress, so I’m sure some will discount the rest of this entry because of that fact. But this entry has been a long time in the making and is the result of numerous observations in my experiences dining out at restaurants where there is wait staff involved.

It is customary for wait staff to ask diners if they would like anything to drink once they are seated. Wait staff almost always ask about the drinks first, leave, return with drinks, leave again, and then come back after an interval once the customers have decided what they want to order for food. And so on and so forth, until the bill is paid (inclusive of a hefty tip) and the table is cleared and the next round of diners are seated. Everyone who’s ever dined out before knows this drill.

Based on this pattern and my vast experiences dining out (yay college!), I’ve come to the following conclusion: The quality of service you get from your respective waiter/waitress depends on what type of drink you order.

If you order an alcoholic beverage (expensive), you are treated more attentively by the waiter/waitress. If you order a soda or a juice (average), you are treated decently. But if you order a water (free), good luck with getting the kind of attentive treatment the person who ordered alcohol would get!

It all comes down to the tip factor, doesn’t it? The more expensive the stuff you order is, the more expensive the bill is going to be and thus, higher the tip. Therefore, if you order an alcoholic drink or soda or juice (or anything other than water, really), there’s hope for a great tip yet. But if you order a water, more often than not you get automatically judged for being a cheapskate and one of the following happens: 1) the waiter/waitress tries to subtly hurry you along so they can turn over the table faster, or 2) the waiter/waitress tends to the rest of their tables before they tend to you. Hey, you just ordered water, so unless you order something monstrously expensive your bill isn’t going to be as expensive as the table that just ordered cocktails!

As someone who almost always orders water in restaurants, I find this all to be more than a little frustrating. I don’t always order water because it’s free. (Not that I’m complaining about the price.) No, I order water because 1) I can’t legally order alcohol as I’m underage, 2) I already don’t drink enough water during the day so whenever I get the chance to I drink it, and 3) it’s the healthiest option. If I’m out at a restaurant the chances of me ordering a small-sized, healthy and non-fattening dish are about zero, so the water will help me feel less guilty about what I eat!

What I don’t really understand, though (and this is where my lack of waitressing experience becomes a relevant factor) is why this beverage-ordering theory of mine impacts the quality of service by the waiter/waitress. I understand the whole final-amount-of-bill-affects-amount-of-tip thing, but the percentage paid in tips isn’t set in stone. It’s like a sliding scale; people pay anywhere between 10-20 percent. I’m far more likely to pay a 20 percent tip if the quality of service I receive is great; I’m more inclined to pay only 15 percent if the waiter/waitress blows me off after I place my order for water.

So, wait staff of the tipping world, take note: if you roll your eyes at me when I order water (this has happened before), it doesn’t matter how much the dishes I order are or what the final price of my bill is. Your tip is not going to be anything to write home about.

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