A little something about me: My first-ever job — as a bright-eyed, bushy-tailed teenager in the suburbs of west Phoenix — was a host at ye olde Olive Garden.
That job was my introduction to the restaurant and service industry, and I learned...quite a lot. Plus, even though I've had many jobs since then, I still can't really compare it to anything else. So (mostly because I want to commiserate and also because I'm curious), if you've worked at Olive Garden and have some secrets and stories from your time on the job, we'd like to hear from you!
Perhaps your experience was like mine, and everyone who stepped into the restaurant thought they were being ~fancy~ for coming to Olive Garden, and they were incredibly snooty and rude* because of it.
Or maybe there were holidays that everyone on staff tried to block off — like Mother's Day, Valentine's Day, and/or prom season — because EVERYONE in town came into the restaurant on those days, and it was complete hell.
Perhaps patrons constantly came in and invented problems with the food in order to get free stuff.
Or maybe you're privy to the fact that there's actually a psychology behind the way they bring out the breadsticks (IYKYK).
Whatever it is, share it in the comments below! Or use this form if you'd rather remain anonymous. We'll share your secrets and stories in an upcoming BuzzFeed Community post.