Sunday, January 22, 2012

Inspiration: The Story of a Jerk

Hello, ladies & Happy Sunday to you!
Here's something you may not know about me: I used to be a waitress. In fact, I was a waitress for a super long time before became my full time gig.
I loved vintage for as long as I can remember & I have collected it since I was old enough to buy my own clothes. 8 or 10 years ago, I had a boyfriend whose mother I became very close to (& still am very close with) & she taught me how to sew, which, is pretty helpful if you want to consistently wear vintage, since a lot of times vintage pieces need slight repairs. I also like to alter vintage or repurpose it, which is something I couldn't do without knowing how to sew. Anyway, the relationship fizzled out with her son, but she was fundamental in inspiring me & my wardrobe. I am thrilled to have met her & have her in my life.
So, onto the story. So, here I am, way back, years ago, in college, waiting tables, collecting vintage, kind of (ok really) confused about what path my life is going to take. I'm at work. I've worked about 6 hours of a 10 hour shift...and in comes the man that kinda changed my life.
This man comes in with his wife & sits in my section. I am busy with another table & he sits there a few minutes before I make it over to greet him. (The place is PACKED & he can CLEARLY see me standing at the table beside him, helping them with whatever it was.) Anyway, I walk over there & say hello & apologize for the wait. He is immediately super cranky & rude. Doesn't think he should have had to wait...blah, blah, blah...anybody that has ever waited tables knows his type. Mr. I Cannot be Pleased No Matter What. I try to turn the mood of the table around being my typical bubbly self. Nothing works. When I realize he's just going to be this way, I decide to lose the bubbly attitude & continue to wait on him with a rather unaffected, blah attitude. This guy is full on rude jerk for the entire duration of his visit. They eat. He pays. They leave. I go to clean off the table & I find his credit card receipt with no monetary tip (go figure) & instead a little "message" in the tip line: GET A JOB YOU LIKE. (in all caps) Instead of running outside after this guy & explaining that I do, in fact, like my job, I just don't like jerks like him, I just stuffed the credit card receipt in my pocket & moved on with my day.
Later that night while I was cleaning cherrios off the floor underneath another table, I had an epiphany. This guy was right. I need to "GET A JOB I LIKE". Like REALLY LIKE. LIKE REALLY, REALLY LIKE. I went home that night after work & created the name & the original business plan for Everybody's Buying Vintage. I ended up quitting that job a few weeks later. Financially, I had to go back to it & I ended up working stints there several times over the next few years, but from then on, I always knew I would do what I love. And now, I do. Full time. Everyday. And I couldn't be happier. It's not always easy & it's not always fun (not going to usually is pretty fun), but I am extremely passionate about it & I think I'm really good at it. I am so appreciative for the support of my incredible, super hunky boyfriend & my family & of course, my unbelievably amazing EBV customers.
Now, the receipt is framed (pretty sure I wasn't supposed to take it home, oh well) & it sits on my desk. I look at it every single day & I am constantly reminded of the hard work & determination it took to make EBV the business it is today & it keeps me focused on making EBV what it can & will be in the future.
So, all that is to say, Mr. ICantReadYourNameAnymoreBecauseTheReceiptIsSuperOldAndFaded, I still think you are a huge jerk. I hope you have since found happiness & stopped taking your frustrations out on unsuspecting waitresses, but I also thank you. Your random act of rudeness inspired me to follow my dreams. You actually kind of changed my life.
That's all for now.

Savannah Marie


honey876 said...

Fabulous story! I worked in hospitality for over 10 years and served so many 'Mr Jerks'.
Nothing beats a bit of vintage!

Savannah Marie said...

Thanks! So you know how it goes then! Most people are awesome. A lot of people are not awesome. lol

Meggstatus said...

I love this story I have yet to be able to focus on my store full time but hopefully in the near future my dream will be a reality.

Priscila Clandestine said...

This is really inspirational. :) I love EBV and love vintage clothes so hopefully one day maybe I can dabble in it too.