Service Experience Diary Report : The Baroq House

be this kind of of attendance, we certainly would not have gone ahead". There were

As for an invitee the owner must maintain the premises in a reasonability safe condition under the circumstances. The owner of the stadium could have prevented this type of situation from happening. Like some baseball stadiums they have small nets up along the first base line. Also as for tickets that states in very small font “fans and spectators should be attentive and aware of potential objects coming into the stands, such as foul balls. “ The owner should have make it more clearly and large able and not put it on a ticket. Most fans do not look at the ticket after they get into the stadium. The owner breach the duty and caused

My behavior that night disrupted the floor and probably some students studying, I should have never surprised my guest out in the hallway. Although many of my floor mates were in the lounge playing with our RA. Other students could have been sleeping or trying to have quiet time. This could have affected peoples’ sleep and caused many headaches. I indirectly disrespected my floor mates because my friend yelled at my RA. My friend yelled at my RA, but no time in that exchange did she curse at her or anyone else on the floor.

When I went inside there was all old people, everywhere. I was surprised. I never saw concert like this where only old people are present. They all were in casual dresses. They have wines in their hands and hearing the music in the peaceful manner. I was the only one who had Gatorade to drink. There was applause after every instrument played, and after the voice. Old couples were dancing on the side, I was happy and thinking this is how old people enjoy. There was no loud noises and screaming during the concert. Old man, who was hosting the stage welcomed everyone, and announced the names of donors who helped the society to organized that concert. He announced recording of songs is prohibited and requested everyone to switch off their

My first impression of the meeting was that it was a stranger to everyone there. It clearly wasn’t the first time for the others who knew the routine of the meeting. Everyone was involved in a

Today was my first day at the Port Human Services Facility Base Crisis (FBC) Unit in Greenville N.C. Today I was shadowing Trudy Sheppard, who is a master’s level social worker who is employed by Port Human Services (FBC) Unit. Trudy and I discussed patient rights, patient obligations, and FBC Unit’s policy and procedures. We also met with the unit’s supervisor and discussed what I will be doing while on the FBC Unit. I was informed that I would be involved in the patient admittance process. I was informed that I would also be conducting patient interviews, assessments, assisting with patient treatment plans, aftercare plans, and substance abuse counseling as well. Also, I will be transporting clients with the company vehicle as well as the

I am fixing my hair, and humming along to a song I heard on the radio, when I hear the concert start. I heard the announcements begin and the lights go dim. There was people all around me. People tripped over cords or called out demands. Some had microscopic mics on their faces, some had been putting on makeup on.

It was a Friday night, at the Peoria Civic Center. I was there for the Heartland Heroes Concert. This was a fundraiser for the American Red Cross. I went to the concert with my mom, Ashley, and her mom. RaeLynn, Scotty McCreery, and another local girl country singer was there. The concert was incredible. The concert ended at about 10:00 P.M. We all went out to dinner after the concert. We all decided on Buffalo Wild Wings for dinner. When we arrived at Buffalo Wild Wings they told us we could sit out on the patio or the bar. The main dining area was full. We decided to sit out in the patio. The patio was all enclosed, so it wasn’t cold out there. We chose to sit at a small square table in the back. There was only one other group of people out

I curled up on the sofa in the corner of the room, attempting to get a temporary escape from the chaos. In front of me laid my shot of unfinished vodka and a mess of other party foods. The others, a dozen feet away from me, were screaming, wiggling and jumping around as if they just got out of jail. With nightclub music blasting in my ear, I murmured to myself: “why does this happen?”

Thankfully, according to the article, the officials did contain all these fans that were acting out. But there shouldn’t have even been an opportunity for these fans to have access to performing this action. As an event planner, I would never undervalue my guests for an event and be prepared for the worst but hope for the best. This crowd control difficulty was a major safety issue that initiated from the poor planning from ticket sales. If there was a pre registration for this free event then officials could have predicted and planned more adequately in regards to the amount of security to have on board for the duration of the event. As a bonus for taking the time out to preregister, those attendees will be mailed a complimentary t-shirt prior to the event for their assistance in helping making the event a safer, more enjoyable celebration. I enjoyed that the planners took into account the seriousness of crowd control and strategically brainstormed with the idea of be proving physical tickets for people that attend this occasion. In addition, for the tragedy of the fifteen year old that was stabbed, this will be an incident a little more difficult to contain. Again, more security will be needed in order to diffuse situations as severe as these or lesser such as verbal or

It was a normal Tuesday night and my family and I walked into the local Apple Bee’s, one of our go-to restaurants because of the wide variety, good service, and great taste. The waitress led us to our table with a big smile on her face. She began by telling us her name, saying the specials for the day, and taking our drink orders. She then left while she got us our drinks, and she gave us time to look at the menu. She came back with our drinks and took our orders. Before she left once again to put our orders in, my dad presented her our coupon; buy one entrée get an entrée free. That is when the poor service began. The waitress wasn’t quite as willing to help us, her smile faded, the service was slow, and the food was good, but not amazing

I don't care how you feel." Needless to say the conversation was summed up to "I'll be speaking to your corporate tomorrow" and that just what happened. After reviewing security cameras the corporate advisor saw that not only was our waitress was in the wrong but that the assistant manager was as well for letting her yell across the restaurant. Now what happened is over and cannot be undone but for those of you who eat here and happen to be any race other than white, or have sexual preferences that differ from the "norm" I would like to tell you that Lauren should not be your server, she should not be a server

The atmosphere of the room was indifferent, almost apathetic. Most attendees were present out of obligation rather than

I had to cater the reception. Just to make this clear, I had zero catering experience prior to this event. I was expected to keep the food filled, which included macaroni and cheese, green beans, BBQ sauce, rolls, and the drinks. The requirements were not terrible, but when my my friend Sarah, the one who got me into this mess, kept beginning me to join her on the dance floor made me want to drop every important thing and go bust a move. I had to remind myself continuously that the work had to be done before I could enjoy myself. The reception was finally over and I had not made it to the dance floor once. It was then time for my check which I surely needed after all the hectic work. She wrote the check, folded it, handed it to me, and thanked me for all the work I done. I did not look at it till I returned to my car out of respect. When I opened I was shocked at how little I was paid for such hard work I completed. The amount was not what I had hoped for but I did enjoy the people that I was around the entire night; after all they were the ones who made my night

Right as I turned around to greet her, she slammed an album down onto the counter and started yelling at me. She was complaining about how terrible the engraving and store service were, and demanding a full refund. All the while I stood there terrified, with no idea what to do and no one to ask for help, because Susan was in the back. Before she was even done, thankfully, Susan came out, apologized for the inconvenience, and gave her a full refund. She told me to take five and not to worry about engraving today. The rest of the day, all I did was work on my sales skills and help put out inventory.