The Customer Is Not Always Right, Or Patient
I’m cooking on the supper rush, the board is packed, the orders keep coming in, and the parking lot can’t fit even one more car. My coworker calls out order number eighty-four. They pick up their food.
A man comes to the window and talks to my coworker.
Customer: “I don’t want to wait. You just called out order eighty-four, and mine is eighty-nine. I want my money back.”
I come to the window and my coworker takes over the fryers.
Me: “What’s the problem, sir?”
Customer: “You’re on number eighty-four, and mine was eighty-nine. I don’t want to wait; I want my money back.”
Me: “Well, I’m sorry to hear that, sir, but at any restaurant you go to, you’ll have to wait for food.”
Customer: “Well, I’m leaving. I want my money back.”
Me: “Okay, sir, I’ll give you a refund.”
I start punching in the refund.
Customer: “Just give me twenty-one dollars.”
Me: “I have to find your bill and process the refund properly or the cash will not balance tonight, and I could lose my job.”
Customer: “No, you won’t. There will be more money in it.”
I am finishing up punching in the refund.
Customer: “Oh, my God, just give me twenty, then!”
Me: “Excuse me, sir, I understand that the customer is always right, but you’ve decided you no longer wish to be my customer, so now, I’m right. And I will do this my way.”
I hand him his cash.
Me: “Have a nice day, sir, and please, next time, take your business elsewhere.”