Lying Doesn’t Sit Well

(I’m clearing off the outdoor patio because we’ve stopped seating and our kitchen is closed. Three customers sit down at a table.)

Me: “I’m sorry guys, but the outdoor seating is closed. Our kitchen and the dinning room are closed too, but the bar will be open till two.”

Customers: *inaudible grumbling*

Me: “Sorry, folks. ”

(I clean off a few more tables. As I’m walking back inside, one of the men at the table stops me.)

Customer: “I know you’re closed and all, but I’m just saying we were sat out here by a host. Maybe you guys should get your S*** together!”

Me: “I’m sorry, sir? A host sat you without menus or silverware?”

Customer: “Yes!”

Me: “Do you know her name or what she looked like, sir? I’d like to talk to her.”

Customer: *stumbling for words* “I don’t know…she—”

Me: “…Especially since the last host was cut over an hour ago, and I’m the only server still on the floor. I must say I’m VERY curious who sat you.”

Customer: “Well…F*** YOU!” *leaves with his friends*

Me: “Have a nice night, guys!”