Tuesday, November 28, 2006

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Okay. It is time to rant. I've had it. I like the bellringer money collection people. Well, some of them. Okay, I fucking hate them all. However, I respect their purpose, I respect that they're getting 8.50 an hour to shakedown other people. But please, I implore, I plead, I beg. DO NOT RING THE FUCKING BELL INSIDE THE MALL.

The IJ Managers have told them. The mall security has told them. Shit, I think I saw Santa whispering to them. They are only allowed to ring the bell in the breezeways. (Mall lingo- means the little area between the two entrance doors, usually where soda machines and other forms of vending exist). That's how they get to circumvent the "no mall soliciation" rules. The mall says "okay, we respect your purpose. but that bell pisses us off, so don't do it in the mall. It's win-win"... But They don't get it. And I know a good deal of attendants are repeat offenders.

There's one who expects our restaurant to give them free coffee. We can't, obviously. If we did, the entire fricking Salvation Army would be banging down our door. When the hostess asks for her to pay while the server is fetching said coffee, She always says "oh I left my money with the bucket, I'll be right back", Never to return, unless, of course, she does it around customers who'll pick up the tab for them. Otherwise, she won't cross the threshold until the next shift comes on to try it again. But when a customer covers it, it all works out in the end. We don't feed an Army, the customer feels good, and the Salv Lady gets some free coffee.

However, nearly every damned S.A. person cannot resist ringing the bell inside the mall. It's annoying. It's distracting. Our restaurant is blocked off from the main mall area by a railing, not some fancy scmancy wall. So when they ring the bell, all we hear is that damned ringing. We can't hear the customers asking for more coffee, asking if the pasta comes with the bottomless salad, or what the soup of the day is today. We look like idiots trying to hear them over the bell ringing. They can't hear us either though, so much confusion occurs. It's hard enough with the christmas music from the mall clashing with the christmas music inside the restaurant, on top of the general mall ambient noise. The Bell Does Not Help.

Part of me was amused by the lady who got yelled at by a guard but then ever-so-subtly continued her bell-ringin' ways. It also annoyed the hell out of me. She obviously felt that since her cause was Good and Just, she had the right to ignore the Mall Laws. Listen, if I have to park a freakin half-mile away with -10 degree windchill because I'm an employee, then by all that is holy, you shall not ring that bell inside the mall.

And I hate when they give you that look and wish you a Happy Holiday. Y'know, the "I know That I Am Totally Guilt Tripping You. Deal With It and Give Me Some Money" Look. When tips are good, I donate. I truly like helping others. But just because I don't give to every single attendant, I get a"Happy Holiday" with the look thing nearly everytime I walk by.

Maybe they should make up stickers that say "I Donated Already!", and you could buy them for ten dollars. It would totally be worth it.