Saturday, January 15, 2011

Location, location.

One of the reasons that my restaurant has suffered less during the economic downturn (dun dun duuuuuuunn!) is because of our location. We're really the only national chain restaurant in the main body of town. There are a handful of family-owned places, but even those are kind of scarce. There are quite a few fast food places, but pretty much if people want a cheap burger and fries or ribs, we're the nearest place to go for 3/4 of the town. Of course that's generally a good thing.

What's not such a good thing is that we're right down the street from a high school. Which means that after their damn football and basketball games, the annoying little fuckers come in to yell across the restaurant at each other, shoot spitballs that I have to scrape off the walls, shred their napkins and throw them on the floor, drink eighty thousand sodas, and of course, leave a $3 tip on an $80 bill.

Yeah, I was a teenager once, but I was never a douchebag.


SkippyMom said...

I know we could take over restaurants when we were in High School but I never recall acting [or my friends acting] like this.

I threatened my kids [which you know] to within an inch of their lives if they do it.

I hope to heck they don't.

The Restaurant Manager said...

Do we work in the same restaurant? ;)

Your scenario is exactly what I deal with.. right down to the small town and being the only national chain.

fuckmytable said...

Yeah, I remember going out to eat with my dance team and tennis team, and we were always quiet and well-behaved. We knew that we could be loud and crazy at a friend's house, but in public we were to set a good example and represent our school well.

One time was had local high school students come in and tear the place up. We took photos and sent it to the high school along with a note expressing our disappointment. They got in a shitload of trouble and the school issued a formal apology, signed by all the students who came in to eat that night, and we haven't ever seen them in our store again.

aneducatedserver said...

Teenagers are a rare breed. When I work at a steakhouse during my college years, they would come in, load up on free bread and water, and maybe 1 person at the table would actually order some food. It was terrible, especially because they would always play pranks on each other and throw peanuts and salt and other things in each other's drinks. It was crazy. I'm so glad to be done with that.

But, just the other day, one of my coworkers had a table of 3 teenagers who left her a tip of about $1.50 in pennies, nickles, and dimes. No lie. It was so sad on so many levels. They should have just taken there change to McDonald's or Wendy's.