u/BreadfruitCreepy2104

I have not gotten a new tattoo since moving to this area of Connecticut. All of my prior tattoos were done in Fairfield and New London counties. So I would like to try an artist in the area, plus I don’t feel like driving very far.

I’m looking to get a color tattoo of a jar of Vegemite. For anyone unfamiliar, it is an Australian spread primarily used on toast. It’s an acquired taste. I grew up eating it and loving it with my Australian father. The bright yellow label brings a comforting nostalgia.

I’m looking to commemorate my dad who passed away of cancer. The man loved tattoos, he was absolutely covered in them. And he loved his Vegemite.

I added a few inspo pics in terms of the style I’m looking for, as well as the beautifully vibrant Vegemite jar for anybody who has never seen one.

Let me set the scene, friends. It’s Mother’s Day, it’s a gospel brunch at a mainly southern barbecue joint in the main downtown area of the capital city of my state. Fully booked, five servers and a service bar bartender. $39 per person, every check autograt 20%. We end up with a total of about $400 in tips each for basically an eight hour shift. Not awful, could be better, but I’m certainly not mad. I’ll tell you what I’m mad about.

There is so much set up and clean up and resetting involved for these giant brunch buffets that we do. It is a significant amount of side work, moving chafers, catering pans, plates, and other buffet equipment up and downstairs from the storage room to the dining room. We are also constantly tending to the buffet, replenishing the trays with fresh food, throwing away the older food, relighting sternos. We’re setting up dessert platters, cutting cornbread, making iced and hot coffees, and constantly cleaning as we go. We each have a nine table section. What ends up happening? Me and one other server do 90% of the running side work and overall set up and breakdown for everything. The other three pretend to be confused and lost and just walk around in circles. They ask what needs to be done, but then they don’t do it when you answer them. They just disappear randomly. Their tables are constantly asking you for things. One server literally asked the dishwasher to bring down plates to the basement. The dishwasher happens to be my roommate and my buddy who I referred and got hired there. So I flat out told her that that is not his job, (because he’s super sweet and probably would’ve done it) and she just stood there and acted like she was incapable of carrying plates. I understand they can be heavy, but just take fewer and take a couple more trips.

We end up splitting tips by hours, and we all ended up arriving and leaving at the same time. But it’s so frustrating knowing me and my coworker did 90% of the work. Is this just how the cookie crumbles sometimes? Maybe I’m just a little bit salty because I’ve worked like 45 hours since Wednesday, perhaps I just need a nap.

Overall, I make decent money at my place and even though I’ve had a couple situations that were kind of fucked up, I still do well financially, and I have not gone totally insane yet.

If anyone got this far, thanks for listening and you did amazing today!!

Looking for tattoo artist recommendations in Hartford/West Hartford

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