Unfiltered Story #155554

, , , | Unfiltered | June 27, 2019

I work at a pretty fancy restaurant as a hostess. Our policy for reservations is that we are first come, first served, and we never accept reservations or call-ahead seating. Some people still like to try to get around that rule.
*A customer walks in on a busy Saturday night.*
Me; “Hello, sir. How many for you today?”
Guest; “Hi, we have a party of 6.”
Me; “Okay, great! The wait for a party of 6 right now is about 45 minutes.”
*I get his information and hand him a pager.*
Guest; “So am I allowed to leave with this pager? How far will it reach?”
Me; “Well, the pager will only reach the parking lot and the surrounding stores. However, since your wait time is long, feel free to leave. Just be advised that you would want to return within a half an hour in case we page you early. If you aren’t present when your table is ready, we can only wait about 5 minutes before giving up your table to the next party on the list.”
Guest; “Oh, we’ll be back in time.”
*I ended up paging the party EXACTLY 45 minutes later. I waited a good ten minutes before phoning the party. After no answer, I had to seat the next guest. The previous guest returned an hour and a half later and wanted to know why he no longer had a table!*

That Will Knock You For Six

, , , , , , | Friendly | November 27, 2018

(I am sitting in the lobby of the state university I attend when I overhear this conversation:)

Man: “I have so much debt. I don’t know what I’m going to do. My students loans are going to kill me.”

Woman: “Why don’t you transfer to [Nearby Private University that is four times more expensive]?

Man: “I’ll look into it. I have to figure out what I’m going to do about this. I have my mortgage, my student loans, and a bunch of credit card debt. I only make six figures a year.”

(ONLY six figures?!)

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Won’t Be A Nice Day For Anyone

, , , , , | Right | October 22, 2018

(I have just handed the customer his change and receipt.)

Me: “Thank you. Have a nice day.”

Customer: *frowns and snaps* “Don’t tell me what kind of day to have!”

(I am at first uncertain if he is kidding, but he looks angry and is staring at me expectantly. I’m bewildered as to what response he is looking for.)

Me: “I’m sorry, sir. Have… a day of whatever type you’d prefer?”

Customer: *smiles brightly and sounds genuinely pleased* “Thank you! You, too!”

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Now It’s A Party!

, , , , , | Right | November 24, 2017

(As I’m working as hostess one night, a woman with two children around the age of 12 comes in.)

Me: “Hi, welcome to [Restaurant]. How many are in your party?”

Customer: “Hi, we have eight and two kids.”

Me: “Oh, okay, so, ten. Let me just set up your—”

Customer: “No! Are you dumb? I said, ‘eight and two kids.’”

Me: “I’m sorry, ma’am, but that is ten.”


Me: “Ma’am, as long as your kids are old enough to sit in regular seats, you have a party of ten. If I sit you at a table for eight, you won’t have room for two people.”

Customer: “Oh, okay. Party of ten.”

Me: *internally screams*

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