Unfiltered Story #186880

, , | Unfiltered | February 14, 2020

My manager has just seated a table in my section, an older woman, her husband, their adult daughter and her toddler. I guess prior to being put in my section, they tried to sit somewhere else but my manager told them that server was just triple sat so she could not put them there. I take their drink order and as I’m preparing it, another server is restocking our salad station where we make toss salads for customers who order them. This is very close to the aforementioned table, raw onion was one of the things that were just filled. I barely get close to the table.

Older Lady: “I smell a gas leak.”

Me: “Oh no, that’s just the onion we have for toss salads in the waitress station, it was just filled.”

Older Lady: “No. I smell gas.”

Me: (I’ll admit that I was short with her when I said this as I found it ridiculous that someone who just came into the building assumed they knew more about the surroundings than someone who was working there) “I assure you, we do not have a gas leak, it’s just onion you smell.”

The rest of their meal went fine, I was pleasant with the rest of our interactions. After leaving them the bill, the older man goes up to pay but I can hear the older lady complaining about something, I’m not close enough to hear her exact words. After they left, I asked my manager what she said and he told me she said that the other manager, the one who sat them, and I were “snippy” with her. He also told me while she was complaining her husband snuck me a tip on the credit card receipt, making sure she didn’t notice.