A perfect example is a gentleman who came in a couple of weeks ago with his wife. They seemed perfectly pleasant, if ancient. I was pouring drinks when someone took their food out, and was about to carry said drinks out when the host radioed the manager saying that my old guy was throwing a fit and I'd better get out there.
"Does this look plate look grungy to you?" he asked me, his eyes bulging out.
I leaned over to inspect it, immediately worried. I didn't see anything, except ... "Oh, looks there was just a splash of sauce there."
"Well, I'd hate to think you'd serve food this way!" At this point his eyes looked like they were going to pop out from between his livid red lids. I was sort of surprised and blinked at him. "Look at this! There's no reason there should be any sauce! Not unless the poured it from up here!" He held his hand as high in the air as he could.
"I can get you a new one," I said, still failing to see what the problem was. Anybody with a brain could see a sauce-slathered noodle had slid along the edge of the plate, and that it was the same fucking sauce that had splashed on the edge of the plate.
"I'm not eating this, this plate is dirty." He was nearly yelling now. I kept offering to get a new one, and he kept bitching--and stabbing at the food and mixing it up. Finally, I just picked up the plate and said I'd get a new one, because I was tired of him not answering me. He very sarcastically said, "Oh, THANK YOU."
We couldn't just put it on another clean plate--he'd stirred it up so he would know if we did that, I'm pretty sure, and since the plate was "dirty" he'd have thrown a fit. So because the edges of his plate weren't perfectly spotless, we had to throw away his food and cook an entirely new meal for him.
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What is wrong with people! Why do they go out in public and behave like that.
That is ridiculous! Getover yourself old man.
I have a favorite place to eat and we always have the same waiter. He is a treat except he ALWAYS comes down on me for not finishing my meal and not taking it home. 1. The portion size is huge 2. It does NOT reheat well 3. I am not overweight for a reason - I don't clean my plate just because it is in front of me. I eat until full. 4. Stop it already you are not my food police.
I know you aren't talking about this scenario but this waiter is foreign [from a quite impoverished country] and he is pushy wanting me to eat it all or take it home. If they would let me order the kid's portion or the senior's portion and pay FULL price [I wouldn't mind] I would do it in a heartbeat - but they insist that I have to have my full share for full price.
::headdesk::
Oh man...
What a stupid thing to get crazy about.
A little sauce...
It is such a waste of perfectly good food. :(
Honestly, get a nerf bat and take your rage out on a pillow :/
I would have liked to slap the old cranky bastard!
I knew you guys'd like that one. :)
Mary, I've been considering a Nerf gun--can shoot things with the added bonus of startling the crap out of my cats! If I get really pissed I can go up to my dad's and shoot real guns, too. It's kind of fun to just pull the trigger until cartridge is empty.
SkippyMom, I'm sorry the places you go aren't being accommodating. That's really stupid, strikes me as a sign of a staff who just doesn't know how to work their system. Unless it's something like a Cornish hen, anything can be assembled in smaller portions if you know what you're doing!
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