Devil In Disguise

| St. Mary's, GA, USA | Uncategorized

Me: “Hello, and welcome to [restaurant]. I’m Amy, and I’ll be your server today.”

Customer: *glares at my necklace, which happens to be pentagon shaped* “No! You worship the devil! Get me a Christian to serve me!”

Me: “I don’t worship the devil. Actually, I–”

Customer: “I wont hear your witchy talk devil girl!” *sticks her fingers in her ears while her husband just gives me a smile*

Me: “I’ll just go and see what I can do for you.”

(I go to my manager and tell her what’s going on.)

Manager: *to me* “Oh, for Pete’s sake. Here, just put my necklace on.”

(The necklace is a cross. I go back to the table.)

Me: “Hello, and welcome to [restaurant]. I’m Amy, and I’ll be your server today.”

Customer: “Oh, thank the Lord. You should have seen the evil girl who was just here, with her black hair and wicked eyes!”

(She never noticed I was the same girl. Her husband never said a word, just had a weary look on his face. By the way, my hair is red.)

There Must Be Something In The Water

| Houston, TX, USA | Uncategorized

(I’ve just asked a customer if they would like a new carafe of water.)

Customer: “What’s a ‘carafe’?”

Me: “In layman’s terms, its basically a water pitcher.”

Customer: “What’s ‘layman’s terms’?”

Me: “It’s like…dumbing down.”

Customer: “What’s ‘dumbing down’?”

Not Just Ol’ Gay Paris Anymore

| London, UK | Top

(I am of Chinese descent but I was born and raised in London. I am serving a table of American tourists, headed by a rather boisterous older woman.)

Me: “Welcome to [restaurant] what will you be having today?”

Customer: “Oh my God!”

Me: “Are you okay, ma’am?”

Customer: “What’s wrong with your voice?”

Me: “Nothing, ma’am. I’m perfectly fine.”

Customer: “But you sound English!”

Me: “I am. I was born here.”

Customer: “But, that’s impossible!”

Me: “I assure you, ma’am, I was born right here in London. This is my normal accent. So, what can I get you to order?”

Customer: “How old are you?”

Me: “21, ma’am.”

Customer: “Would you like to meet my daughter? She’s thinking of studying here for school.”

Me: “No thanks, ma’am. I’m gay and have a boyfriend so I doubt she’d be interested in me.”

Customer: “You’re gay?”

Me: “Guilty.”

Customer: “So that explains the accent.”

Much A-Brew About Nothing

| Philadelphia, PA, USA | Uncategorized

(A customer orders a Nestea iced tea, the label of which covers most of the midsection of the bottle.)

Customer: “Excuse me?”

Me: “Yes?”

Customer: “I’ll have you know that this iced tea is a ripoff.”

Me: “What do you mean?”

Customer: “Well, I hardly drank any, and the tea is already down to the bottom!”

(He points to the tea visible at the bottom of the bottle.)

Customer: “This is an outrage! I demand a refund or a refill.”

Me: “Sir, just because you can’t see it, it doesn’t mean that it doesn’t exist.”

Customer: “What the h*** is that supposed to mean?”

Me: “It means that the rest of the tea is hidden by the label.”

Customer: “Oh. Thanks.”

Quite Rightly, Waiting Impolitely Is Unsightly

| Waterloo, Ontario, Canada | Top

(The restaurant is very busy, so food wait time is longer than usual.)

Table 1: “When is our food coming out? This is ridiculous; we’ve been waiting 20 minutes!”

Me: “I’m sorry, ma’am. We are very busy right now, but I’ll be bringing out your food very shortly.”

Table 1: “Well, I hope so! You’re the worst server we’ve ever had!”

Me: “I’m sorry you feel that way. Like I said, it’ll be out shortly.”

(I move to another table.)

Me: “I’m really sorry about the wait, I’ve checked on your food and it will be out shortly. I’m so sorry. I realize you’ve been waiting 40 minutes.”

Table 2: “That’s not a problem at all…don’t worry about it.”

Me: “I’d like to offer you your meals on the house, and thank you again for your patience.”

Table 1: *overhearing* “How come WE don’t get our meals on the house?”

Table 2: *to table 1* “Because WE’VE been waiting POLITELY!”

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