(An old one I don't think I ever got around to posting.)
When we first switched to glass tumblers a year ago, I knew that they'd get broken constantly. It's just the kind of shit that happens in a restaurant, right? It still sort of blows my mind that corporate is willing to pay the constant replacement costs.
Some of the more spectacular incidents have involved entire racks of those damn glasses crashing to the floor. The first and funniest, though, was when Bitter Divorced Man lost his grip on a rack. It crashed to the floor with a resounding tinkle, throwing glass in every direction. Every last glass in the rack broke … except one. BDM picked up that single whole glass and looked at it. Then he shrugged and dropped it, watching it shatter on the floor with a blank face with the rest before walking away.
(He came back and cleaned it up, but the effect was fucking awesome.)