Tales of a waitress who escaped the restaurant industry and then discovered a desk job kind of blows - so I put the apron back on. And I deliver pizza because getting paid to drive around listening to music is pretty awesome.
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Thank you all!
I was going to post a comment on the entry, but I wanted to make sure everyone saw this. Thank you all, so much, for your comments regarding the abusive old asshole (two entries down). I felt better about it knowing that you all thought it was out of line, and that Lapdog didn't respond appropriately! So thanks, everyone, for reading and being on my side. :)
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You're more than welcome, service industry workers we're brothers and sisters in arms always there to lend a sympathetic ear and give a moral boost ;)
ps did you take Anon's advice and report the incident to head office? I really think you should
I had the mother of all people today. This woman puts her hand over the remaining food on her plate and says "To Go". I'm like "Would you like a to go box, Ma'am" and she looked at me like I was stupid. I'm sorry, but when you need something..it should go like this:
Me: "Do you need anything else? Dessert, coffee, or a box?"
Humanoid: "Yes, a box to take the rest of my artery clogging items would be lovely dear. Cherio!".
This is right up there with people who feel the need to point at the menu and say "I want this". Bad news for you. I am nearsighted and need a new prescription in these glasses..so um..yea....what did you want?
SPEAK UP PLEASE PEOPLE!!!
I can't wait to possibly see about doing insurance adjusting because they cannot point over the phone and if their policy doesn't cover it, I get to giggle when I get off the phone. Muahahaha.
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