I just want to say, sometimes it really effing sucks to be a waitress.

My coworker is getting her wisdom teeth pulled out. She has to work the following night. She told them they were coming out Friday (as in she is having it done this Friday, she told them about it a long time in advance), and they gave her shit about wanting the rest of the weekend off. Why? Because two other girls already asked it off. Um ... so what? Do with one less girl, have someone work a double, give someone an extra shift. You can find a way to make it work to give the poor little girl the weekend off after having her wisdom teeth removed. This is our slow time of year; I promise you we wouldn't miss her if she weren't there. I feel so bad for her.
Then one of our bussers wanted to call off last weekend. It was pretty dead, so really no big deal. She told them a week in advance, and she was completely honest and up front about why she wanted the night off, no just not showing up or lying and claiming to be sick. She spent the week trying to find a replacement (not her fault she couldn't. Our pool of bussers is really limited and the other one who works the most is not working at the moment). For a 15 year old at her very first job, I think she was very mature and responsible about the whole thing, and she certainly did what she could to follow their instructions (where I work, you are not allowed to call off. If you can't be there, it is up to you to find your replacement; they won't do it). We were dead and she would have been doing very little, taking money out of their pockets and ours (it sucks tipping out a busser when you don't make anything). Yet I think she's about to get fired for it. Never mind Stoner Chef-in-training who has completely missed his shift, or shown up hours late (check the name if you want to know why), more times than I can count still has his job. Nor that the new girl who has not shown up, with no word, a few times in her month at work and hasn't gotten fired (personally I think her weird, halitosised ass should be fired on principal for standing literally inches away from you. Like Jesus Christ, woman, haven't you ever heard of personal space?). And then there's B. (as in short for bitch), who terrorizes every employee there, runs roughshod all over us as much as she can, bullies everybody, is verbally abusive to us, throws petty hissy fits at every chance, acts like she's the boss (when she's not. She's not even any kind of manager or given any kind of semi-managerial perks) and is the only one who knows how to or ever does anything the correct way and talks shit about it constantly (totally forgetting that when the bosses aren't around she's the worst out of any of us, and is just generally so unpleasant and awful that our customers make fun of her and are relieved to see she isn't in. Did I mention that she is lazier than hell (in the 3 years I've been there, she has only vacuumed once – we're supposed to take turns doing the end of the shift chores. It doesn't happen with her) and that she recently asked a customer to try something to see if it was still good? I don't get why poor sweet Busgirl, who is a very good employee and hustles her little butt off, is about to be out of job when those other wastes of space and awful excuses for employees (and in B.'s case human beings) have job security.

Every other job can find a replacement or deal without a worker for the day. Why can't serving? Honestly, the way things are at work at the moment I seriously need a new job. We're getting close to the breaking point here.