Uh, They Call Me Nova...
"You're always in my fucking way, fucking move!!!"
I look up from the shrimp cocktail I'm putting together.
It's Jess, the resident bitch waitress, Tom, the resident asshole waiter is smirking behind her...
"Excuse me?" go I.
Her eyes narrow into slits,"You always think you're the only one fucking working here! Move!"
She shoves me aside, shrimp and sauce spilling everywhere...
"Uh, suck me beautiful??"
She explodes, a chorus of fuck you, asshole, son of a bitch yadayadayada.
I walk away, her tirade continues...
I stop in my tracks.
"Why don't you shut the fuck up you stupid bitch!!!"
I roar it acrossed the kitchen.
Tom, Dick, and Harry are starring in disbelief.
I storm out the kitchen doors, trying to figure out how I'm going to face my tables after this whole situation, I put it together and go back to work.
A few minutes pass, the assistant manger, Brett starts screaming at me the minute I enter the kitchen.
She's one of his pet servers, good thing I'm in good with the GM.
He goes off,"What the fuck did you say to her!!! You can't talk to her like that!"
Shit, half the staff is watching.
"Lets go into the office, Mr. Professional." is what comes out of my mouth, the GM is in there, he'll at least listen to what I say.
"Ok," I say calmly,"what did she say happened?"
Brett started first,"She said you've been sexually harassing her, that you've been following her around asking her to blow you off."
"She says you do it all the time, you could get fired for that you know, that's harassment."
I've never said anything like that to her before. I've never hit on her, and the only thing I ever said to her like that happened five minutes before.
Hell I hated the girl, I'd say as little as possible to her.
And I conveyed that sentiment to the managers.
My GM was understanding, Brett wasn't.
"You're full of shit, that's not what happened."
GM said, "You can't talk like that, I know you weren't trying to harass her, but it gives women ammunition against you when you do."
He was right, in this sensitive society someone with a grudge can use something like this, and be taken seriously.
It all started off as a fight over a two foot space on a counter, it was ok for her to cuss me out and all that, but for me to hit back, she tried to get me fired. Using the greatest weapon a woman has....
Hell hath no fury...