Blind Spots
For over 10 years I worked in luxury resorts throughout San
Diego County California as both a bartender and a bar manager. During these
times I both witnessed and regrettably participated in what would be considered
unethical behavior. There was an old saying that I heard when I first started
bar tending it went something like this”Show me a bartender who doesn't steal
and I’ll show you a liar”.
I had just left the military and moved to San Diego to use
my G.I. Bill and go to college. Being in one of the most desirable vacation
towns in the country the hospitality industry was the obvious choice for a
part-time job while I took classes. The first job I accepted was at a place
that I normally wouldn't think I would end up working at but it was staffed by
a bunch of people my own age(mostly cute girls) and being new to the area I
definitely wanted to make friends. It was really busy most the time and was in
a part of San Diego(La Jolla) that attracted all types of people with money.
The first night I worked behind the bar, the guy that was
training me stuffed a wad of crumbled up bills into my back pocket. I didn’t
know what to do because having just left the military the thought of stealing
was alien to me. I didn’t know how he got the money, why he was giving it to me
and even more disturbing was the thought of what he expected from me. Within a
week the bartender who stuffed the money in my pocket and another guy who work
there stole the nightly cash deposits and we never heard about them again.
That experience had a great impact on me as I continued to
work in nicer and more exclusive places. The way I looked at it was I had no
reason to steal because I was a good enough bartender that my tips always were more
than enough to keep me happy. This rationality worked out well for me and
despite knowing how other bartenders behaved unethically, I remain true to
myself. That is until I moved up into management and started working at one of
the most luxurious resorts in the country.
The new place was top-notch! It was a famous, historical
five-star resort with 36 holes of championship golf, ridiculously nice spa and
90,000 ft.² of banquet space. I was hired as a banquet bartender and quickly
moved into a Beverage Captains position. This was at a period of time where the
real estate bubble was close to its peak and the corporate dollars were flowing
endlessly. We catered to Fortune 500 companies, private equity firms and any
other successful business you can think of. This is where I first experienced
what I know now to be defined as motivational blindness.
The structure of how we were paid was dependent upon the
amount of sales we generated for the resort. It was a union job and our
contract specified the employee’s pooled 14.5% service charge on all events.
Now you have to realize we were hosting events that could have more than 1000 people
for five days, breakfast, lunch and dinner with nightly events and up to a
dozen open bars. I personally presented checks to clients for more than three
quarters of $1 million. It was really easy and never questioned to inflate the
beverage bill by up to 20%. Who cared, right? These companies had money falling
out of their you know what’s!
I wasn't motivated by greed because in hindsight it really
wouldn't have mattered much in my paycheck whether I had done it or not. How
different was it then taking cash out of the till? Or taking payment for a
drink and not ringing it up? That was the status quo there. It really was
expected of me and that was how I was trained to do things. I didn't feel at
the time that I wasn’t being true to myself because it was such a condoned act
of unethical behavior all the way up the chain of command in management. I
guess I felt as if my actions were benefiting all of the employees more so than
myself. So in addition to the motivated blindness my blind spot included me
overcoming my own values.
This is a fascinating topic of ethics which I find extremely
interesting and relevant in today’s world. I hope that I am never faced with the
situation like I had at the resort but if I am I have the tools and knowledge
to try and make the right decision.
I'm from San Diego and knew bartender friends in La Jolla (I lived in PB at the time) who always gave us free drinks. I'm curious where you worked, but I guess you don't want to say. I can guess where the resort is though. (The championship golf course gave it away.) One of the blindspots is that if you give managers extra pay for increased sales, it creates an incentive to act unethically. If pay were based on accurate billing, it might change the behavior, right?
ReplyDeleteI got your email about places I've been in San Diego, but I thought it was coming from your blog. Guess not. Here's what you said: you lived in PB from 1997-2001ish in the North PB area. Wilbur and Dawes most of the time and worked at Sammy's Woodfired Pizza ... working in hotel/resorts about 1.5 yrs later. The managers at the resort were not included in our service charge pool. They were neither complicit nor condoning and I'm pretty sure they were mostly oblivious. It was Sales and Catering that were ok with the over charges because they bonused on overall sales, I think.
ReplyDeleteI know exactly where Wilbur and Dawes is and Sammy's. I lived near there on PB Drive for a while before grad school. Given my experience with Sales and Catering, they shmooze you with all the great food, then don't serve it with such quality and mostly stiff you with the booze. Didn't pay until they reduced the bill by thousands. Seriously. When I go to SD, that's still my hang.