Unfiltered Story #211671

(I’m the idiot customer here. I have a booking at a cafe for mother’s day. I’ve just come off night shift and haven’t had a chance to sleep so I’m pretty out of it. Also, I had to book through their Facebook page because their phones were down.)

Me: “Hi, I have a booking at 12.”

Waitress: “What name is that under?”

Me: “Oh, uh, they didn’t ask me for a name?”

(The waitress is frowning at me like she doesn’t believe me, when I realise they didn’t ask for a name because I booked on Facebook using my profile. She takes us to our table, and I’m taking off my jacket when she brings our cutlery over and, not seeing her there, I slap the cutlery out of her hands. I laugh by accident and she’s visibly done with me.)

Me: “Oh my god, I’m so sorry!”

(She walked off without saying anything. We had a different waiter for the rest of our stay. I feel terrible.)