Wednesday, April 23, 2014
dennis: A BENEFIT OF LEARNING TO SERVE - WORSHIPING KATHERINE (Part 2)
(Part 1 related how Joan’s rigorous tutelage in proper serving etiquette gave dennis the confidence to apply for a wait-staff position at an upscale country club near his college campus. His training in appropriate male deference to women enabled him to make a favorable impression with Katherine Hobs, his prospective employer, and to prompt her to schedule an “in-service interview.” “Do well and the job is yours,” said Ms. Hobs told him. dennis concludes his story in this post:)
Two days later i was placed on station [at the country club restaurant], but only assigned one table, the one that would seat Ms. Hobbs and Her three Female dining companions. As they were seated, one of the male waiters nodded in their direction and commented, “i feel sorry for you, you've got four real bitches at your table.”
Game over as far as i was concerned. i love demanding Women and started my service, greeting them warmly. i presented the menu, discussed our specials, suggesting a wine with each, then took their drink orders, committing them to memory.
i asked how each Woman wanted Her drink (i would be mixing each myself). Before leaving for the drinks i placed a small dinner bell on the table, telling them that, although I would be regularly looking in on them, they could use the bell to summon me at any time. They smiled at the idea and did make use of the bell—almost immediately as one of the Women changed Her drink order.
When I returned, i served Katherine first and then the others, each time starting with a different Woman. i conversed with the Women when they directed comments or questions; otherwise my preference was to “shut up and listen” as Joan and Sue had so often admonished me.
Lunch went well, i thought, and when it was time to leave i asked the Ladies to enjoy another cup of coffee while i gathered their coats and summoned their cars.
Katherine was pleased, very pleased, and told me so. She offered no criticisms, although i told Her that i believed that a Woman can—and should—always find fault with a man. “Men,” i told Her, “are deeply flawed.” She agreed. i added that any criticism She directed at me would be highly valued. She then told me the job was mine.
The real thrill for me was serving Women; it's impossible to overstate how much satisfaction i derived from this during my time in Ms. Hobs’ employment, although the tips given at the club were indeed generous. And most of my tips were from Women who other male staff said were “poor tippers”—they just didn't know how to treat Goddesses!
Incidentally, it was rare that i served men and then only when they were in the company of Women. My preference was to serve Women, and i could serve as many as i wanted because many of the male servers were reluctant to.
Years later Katherine confessed that the job was mine even before i did my “in-service interview”; indeed, there were no other candidates as far as She
Initially ifelt somewhat sorry for Katherine because of Her obviously overbearing husband; but my feeling sorry for Her was shortlived. i quickly learned that She really ran things at home, controlling the money and doing as She pleased. Let's just say that She fit the profile of many of the in-control Women whom Kaitlin has interviewed.
Katherine retired with Her husband to Florida. i correspond with Her around the holiday season and have had the pleasure of dining with Her when in Florida three years ago. What i'd love to do, though—and She has promised me that I can—is to serve Her and a few of Her Woman friends lunch someday. Katherine is a Goddess worthy of my adoration! i am privileged to count Her among the many Women I have served.