(Posted stuff yesterday in backwards order, so I re-did it. I just don't like my top post to be not a "real" post. I'm strange that way. :) )
I was saddled with a table of seven today that had been standing around the bar in everybody's way for about half an hour. They'd all gotten their drinks at the bar, and paid for them there, naturally, so that cut about thirty bucks of their tab with me. Most of them were fine, friendly enough and unremarkable. But one of the woman was just a pain in the ass from the start. Just generally irritating and indecisive. But what chapped my ass was when I brought her extra plate (because of course instead of choosing her own meal and making a decision, she decided to “just share”).
“That plate is pretty warm,” I warned her as I set it on the table in front of her.
Of course, she promptly reached out and set both hands on the plate just because it was there. “OW!” she screeched, then glared at me. “You didn't tell me it was hot!”
Stupid bitch. Maybe you should have another drink.
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Hey, I've probably read your entire blog and I find it all too amusing! I'm hoping to become a server soon at my job.
Thanks!
Don't get me started. Really. Try serving a fajita platter on a cast iron skillet that has been under a broiler and explaining NOT to touch it [see my mitt? Yeah YOU don't have one.] BAH.SPIT.GAWD PEOPLE ARE STUPID. The only thing that saved me was in every instance of people touching it I had other tables back me up by telling my manager that THEY heard me say "Please don't touch this, it is hot."
Dumba**es.
Nope, you said warm not hot.
Are you familiar with Waffle House? At 46 I took a job there. On my first weekend third shift we were slammed. Standing room only. A older gentleman came to me and said I need to attend to the circle of guys standing. I think he thought I was experience because of the grey hair. As I waded through the group, I was stunned to see hand fulls of money being waved and dice flying across the floor. They were having a flipping craps game!
After asking nicely three times I finally went into mother mode and threatened to move my car to block the only drive and take down every license plate.
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