After leaving the telemarketing business, I worked at a dog wash, a beauty salon (receptionist), and eventually ended up as a server at Sauce (a pizza/salad/wine) place. I still currently work at Sauce, and I love it. Everyone at work is like my second family, a home away from home. The work is pretty easy and the hours are flexible. Although I love the job, the money I make leaves a lot to be desired. The pay is 7.25$ an hour + tips (about 20$ a night on average, sometimes more or less, depending upon the day and how generous people are feeling). Having worked in the food service industry for at least 4 years, I feel as though I could be making a lot better money..
which leads me to the next topic. HOOTERS!
The word "Hooters" brings several images to mind...one of those images being tits, boobs, jugs, cans, fun bags, etc etc..
Hooters is as international (didn't know they were international until doing some research on the company. Apparently they have them in China and stuff? Little asian hooters girls?!) restaurant chain known for their ice cold beer, hot girls and the best wings in town. The concept of Hooters restaurants is that you can come in and have a completely unique "Hooters" experience. The job of your server (aka Hooters Girl) is to do everything a server in a regular restaurant would do, and then some. This means entertaining the guests, flirting, telling jokes and hula hooping, all while making big moolah $$$.
Anyways, I decided to apply at Hooters. I don't even know how it came up or who suggested it, but it seemed like a great idea. I have pretty big hooters (or so I've been told), good people skills, and a ton of experience as a server. Plus, the work sounded like a lot of fun.
I called my local Hooters to see when the best time would be to come in to fill out an application. Going in to apply for jobs is always nerve wracking, and you always want to make the best first impression possible. What should you wear to a job interview? I have always heard that you should dress for the job you are applying for. Considering I'm applying for a job at Hooters, am I supposed to wear spandex and pasties? After consulting my roommate (who also doubles as a fashionista and personal stylist), we decided that something cute, casual and sexy would be the best choice. I wore high waisted shorts, a (revealing) tank top, and white wedges. I did my hair and make-up and I was off!
My first step into the restaurant was very intimidating. I was immediately surrounded by pretty girls running around in their tight little Hooter's uniforms. I could feel them giving me the once over, a few glares...you know, typical girl behaviors..One girl with dark, long hair approached me and asked if she could help me.
"Hi I'm here to apply for a job!" I said with my most bubbly, enthusiastic tone.
She told me she would get a manager and directed me to a table where I could sit and wait. I observed the customers sitting near me. There was one guy across from me sitting by himself, chowing down on a plate of wings. Two guys sat next to me, watching a baseball game and having some beers. A couple and their little girl were sitting at another table. It was very re-assuring to me that the place wasn't just filled with creepy old men. I watched as the Hooters girls pranced around, chatting with their customers and each other.
Finally, a tiny little woman (who is apparently a manager) with long brown hair came up to me with an application. I filled it out and then waited for another manager to talk to me. The interview was brief and generic, and he kind of muttered under his breath so I could barely understand what he was saying. He shook my hand and told me to come in for another interview on Friday.
As I was exiting the restaurant, I of course tripped on my own foot and stumbled a little. Hopefully no one saw...I stayed cool, calm and collected. Never let 'em see you sweat!
One interview down, one more to go!
More later,
k
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