And he quits yet another job.

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He quit this job because the hostess was not seating him until 8, then triple-seating him. And he quit by text. So much for courage and integrity.

Who quit his job?

What kind of job was it?

Not seating him till 8? When did he arrive at the restaurant? 7 PM?

What does triple-seating mean? The waitress gives him two additional tables?

I'm confused. How does one quit as a customer in a restaurant?

How does courage and integrity come into play in this situation?

For someone who thinks they have a neurological dysfunction, you seem rather intolerant of someone else's neurological issues. No one deserves to have to live with someone who insults them.

Yes this. More specifics please?

I'm always quitting my job but I don't think she meant me.

That sucks, Mindsigh. It's tough when you're stuck being the only "responsible" one in a relationship.

What in the world is going on here?
I'm totally lost and it's not even 8pm yet.

This is intriguingly confusing. Are you okay?
Who is he?
The hostess wasn't seating him #1, or a different him?
What is triple seating and why does it get done to him?
Texting does come in handy for avoiding difficult, hostile confrontations.
Did this person hurt you, by not showing courage and integrity?

These two statements are ambiguous. Please state whom each of you is talking about, or else the rest of us will be unable to provide meaningful input.

Her husband. From what I recall, he quits jobs like it's his actual job to quit them. Now if only you could form a business based on quitting jobs, you could be rich. In all seriousness, that sucks Mindsigh. It must be so disappointing to know that when you need someone you're very close to, they are not willing to stand tall and deliver.

Yeah. When this happens you just have to make sure your money stays separate from his, and refuse to be the backstop for this behavior. Move out if you must.

So her husband quit his job. I get that part. What follows doesn't make sense, though.

He quit because the hostess was not seating him until 8?

So because a waitress somewhere delayed seating him, he quit his job out of spite? That makes no sense.

That's like saying I quit my job in the nursing home because the local convenience store ran out of chocolate milk.

This doesn't make sense.

I'm guessing it means he was working as a waiter; the start of his shift kept getting pushed back and he got stuck cooling his heels; and then he'd be handed three times the work he thought he'd have to do. At which he took off, then texted his breakup with the job, rather than pushing back and saying "Yeah, no, I can't work under these conditions, let's figure out something else," and letting the hostess figure out another way of solving the problem. (Or fire him.)

thing is, a lot of waitstaff would prefer a situation like this, because it concentrates the tip income -- lots of tables in little time. It's terrible, though, for someone who gets overwhelmed easily.

Sorry for the confusing post. My DH is a waiter in a very expensive restaurant. Sometimes he makes fantastic money but he now and then he doesn't. He has years of experience and he's really into food, so he's good at fine dining service. So most nights, he stands around for four hours watching other, less experienced waiters take good tables and get in the weeds and he has to help out as he can. Then once the rest of the waiters get fully seated, the hostess will seat the next several customers in his section all at once so he has to run his butt off. The owner has come right out and said that if anybody wants to cry about how they get seated, they should go work somewhere else. So he's going to.

I'm just sour-grapesing because I can't quit when someone else's attitude and/or mistakes get me in trouble. I'm never home alone anymore and don't have time for my interests, but he has time to play golf and computer chess and look at naked pics while DS is in school--and this is while he's employed, poor boy. It almost seems like he intentionally arranged it so that he knows where I am all the time--either at work, or at home with the boy. I just need a vacation from my family for a couple of weeks. I fantasize about being able to walk out the door without having to tell anybody where I'm going.

I had a thing where people where too in my space too much and perhaps a little socially dependent so when I went out they'd ask where I'm going (hoping to come along). I found the right solution in just sneaking out whilst they aren't looking, at least then they know you'll go out and do whatever you want regardless of if they want to go with you or whatever.