Serving.

Oh sweet jesus. serving.

I'll tell you one thing I learned this weekend. I loath serving.

I served for a catering company this weekend. I didn't want too, I actually brought my knives and whites because I figured they must have made a mistake. No such luck.

It's not just the fact that people you are serving are dull or that servers tend to be... less then fun. My biggest complaint is that I have to run around a room refiling coffee over and over and over and over. I'm not practicing. I'm not honing a skill, i'm just running around with a dumb smile on my face trying to do as little work as possible.

It's pathetic.

Also I have this hate for all things unorganized. The way we served was less then thought out. Instead of starting at a place and working our way around a room, instead we did a sort of zig-zag pattern to all of the tables, It was less then fluid.  People got lost in the chaos during serving and people were missed. Another thing that I do not like about serving is that unless you really mess up, no one cares.

The function was a large wedding that took place in a bar, there was no room to move around and the dance floor was also in the bar. Most of the time we were just running around trying to stay out of the way.  During dinner I heard a lot of "This food is delicious!" understandably I missed the kitchen.

I have worked with many, many servers in my short career. I have to say, I did gain some respect for what they do. Never again.