Picture the scene. The restaurant is called… Oh, I dunno, Cox. Its mascot is a rooster.
All of the waitstaff are male. They all wear speedos. They’re damn fine looking.
They smile and flirt with all of the female customers.
Gentlemen - would you work here? I don’t mean as management, I mean as a waiter. Would you walk around with all your assets on display? Would you mind the ogling?
Bear in mind that not evey female customer is going to be Pamela Anderson. Bear in mind that you’ll get more than your share of dowdy fiftysomethings on a Girls Night Out
Bear in mind that some patrons will want to grope you, whether you want them to or not. Bear in mind that the more you smile and flirt, the more you’ll make in tips.
And finally, bear in mind that your all-female management might strongly suggest that you throw yourselves at the customers.