Making One Storm Of A Complaint

(I’m working lunch shift when we get the evacuation order for Hurricane Gustav. I’m the server left taking the last few tables while the other employees are busy boarding up the windows and moving all the unoccupied tables and chairs to back rooms. Most of my guests realize what’s going on, so they hurriedly finish their meals, pay, and leave.)

Remaining Customer: “Do you guys move all the tables and chairs out of the dining room at the end of every shift?”

Me: “No, sir… only when there’s a big f****** hurricane headed our way.”

(He did not leave a good tip.)