Making It Glaringly Obvious

, , , , , , | Friendly | December 8, 2017

I was with a group of coworkers and we were grabbing a bite to eat. Not long after we were seated and eating, a man who seemed to be in his 60s sat at a table nearby so he was facing us. Then, the whole time we were eating, he glared at us. He never once looked away and definitely gave a look that could kill. As soon as we finished and vacated the table, he quickly moved to sit there. My coworkers and I exchanged glances, then shrugged it off.

The next time we were there, we spotted the older guy glaring at the family sitting at “his” table. They eventually grew uncomfortable and left quickly. Once again, the guy took a seat at the table.

Guess where we sat the next time we came in?

When You’re Completely At A Loss

, , , | Working | December 8, 2017

(I’ve had to ask my manager to get me some change. He takes a large number of notes from my drawer and heads down the back of the store. Later I ask him where the change is.)

Manager: “I gave it to you.”

Me: “No, you didn’t.”

Manager: “Yes, I did, I left on the keyboard while you were serving a customer before I went to lunch. Didn’t you put it in the register?” *The keyboard is in easy reach of customers.*

Me: “I didn’t even see it or know that you did that. I was with a customer further down the counter for ages. Anyone could have taken it without me even noticing it. Why would you leave it there?”

Manager: “So, YOU let someone steal it?”

Me: “I didn’t even know it was there.”

Manager: “I walked right past you and told you it was there, before I went to lunch. I am going to have to write you up for this, and it’s going to come out of your wages.”

Me: “I don’t even remember you walking past me. I want to look at the video footage.”

Manager: “Fine, but it will show exactly that I did leave on the register.”

(It did show exactly what he did; he left the office, then walked straight out the front door, bypassing the registers completely. He still swore that he left it on the register, and it was still my fault because I didn’t remind him before he left the store. The video clearly shows me with my back to him while dealing with a customer. He had no choice but to take the loss himself.)

And That’s How The Not-Free Cookie Crumbles

, , , , , | Right | December 8, 2017

(A customer I’ve never seen before comes in and gets a sandwich, pays for it, and goes to wait for it to be made. He then asks one of my coworkers:)

Customer: “Could I have a cookie as well?”

Coworker: “Yes.”

(The customer helps himself to a cookie from the jar. He gets his sandwich and sits down to eat it. Then my coworker asks me:)

Coworker: “Did he pay you for a cookie?”

(Of course he didn’t pay for it, since he didn’t ask to get a cookie until after he paid, so I go over to him.)

Me: “Excuse me, but you have to pay for that cookie.”

Customer: “She gave it to me.”

Me: “Um, no, she didn’t just give it to you for free.”

Customer: “She said I could have it.”

Me: “Yeah… to pay for.”

Customer: “Well, how much is the cookie, then?” *getting out his wallet*

Me: Fifty cents.”

Customer: *as he’s pulling out a dollar bill* “Absolutely pathetic; making me pay for a stupid cookie.”

Me: “Yeah, it is pretty pathetic that you can’t afford a fifty-cent cookie.”

(He paid me the fifty cents and didn’t say a word after that. I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone eat and leave that fast before.)

Pride Goeth Before The Bigot

, , , , , , , | Friendly | December 8, 2017

(My friend is at a gay bar during Pride Weekend in Canada. While there, a rather douchey American guy tries repeatedly to hit on her. She tells him several times that she isn’t interested but he keeps trying. Eventually, he stumbles over to her, quite drunk, and says loudly:)

Guy: “Hey, have you noticed how many [homophobic slur]s there are in here?!”

(A few people around him give really weird stares.)

Friend: “Er… What do you expect? It’s Pride Weekend.”

Guy: “Pride Weekend? What the f*** is that s***?”

Friend: “Well, it’s a weekend for LGBTQ people to celebrate being themselves.”

Guy: “What’s LBTGQ?”

(A couple of her friends laugh loudly at this.)

Friend’s Friend: “Sweetie, take a look around; you’ll have your answer!”

(Almost immediately the guy’s eyes bulge out of his skull.)

Guy: “WHAT? YOU MEAN I’M GONNA BE STUCK HERE WITH [SLUR]S ALL WEEKEND?! THAT’S F****** SICK! THAT GUY SET ME UP!”

(He bolted outside. My friend later saw him yelling into his phone at someone about how they had “set him up.” My friend and her buddies had a good laugh about it. Can’t imagine that guy made too many friends that weekend.)

Not Tipped For Great Things

, , , , , | Right | December 7, 2017

(One coworker and I are finishing up working a dinner at a country club with a dozen adults who have been drinking and very needy all evening.)

Customer: “Thank you both so much for your help this evening; you were absolutely wonderful, and so kind to us!”

(The customer hugs both of us as the party is leaving. After cleaning up the tables, my coworker picks up the check.)

Coworker: “Guess how much their bill was?”

Me: “I’m afraid to ask.”

Coworker: “$1,017.”

Me: “Oh, my gosh! What did they tip?!”

Coworker: “Nothing. At all.”

(I suppose some people think that a “thank you” is enough for servers who live off of tips, even if that was the only group my coworker and I were able to serve all night.)

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