Tuesday, May 25, 2010
They just keep finding ways to make it suck more.
This is what I hate about corporate restaurants: Oh who am I kidding, there's a lot to hate. But one of things is the fact that pencil-pushing douchebags with no actually experience make decisions that fuck my up life. Usually it's just in little ways, but those little ways add up.
This time, they've decided that we're going to switch to actual glasses for all our drinks, rather than the plastic tumblers we've used for the entire time the chain has been open. So now, instead of night lightweight plastic that weighed maybe two ounces empty, we're using these big heavy damned glasses. They're several inches taller, and narrower at the bottom than the top--so you can imagine how stable they are on trays--and fucking hell, are they heavy. Empty, they weigh more than a full plastic tumbler. Yeah, I guess they look better, but they also don't hold a chill very well, and I'd rather have cold liquid!
And, of course, they've switched us to these just in time for the patio to open. I anticipate many, many, many a broken glass as servers trying to bump open the patio door lose their grip on trays.
I know that this seems like such a small, pesky thing to be upset about--but Jesus H. Christ on a motherfucking cracker, why can't they just leave things alone?