Displacing An Order

| Buffalo, NY, USA | Food & Drink, Language & Words

(I am at a local Chinese restaurant to pick up food for my office. I have done a lot of business with these folks. The young lady working seems to have trouble with her English. As I wait, another customer walks in the door.)

Customer: “Hi, I’m picking up my order my wife placed 20 minutes ago.”

Worker: “I am sorry. I have no order.”

(The customer starts getting angry, and the worker is getting upset and trying her best to accommodate him.)

Customer: “This is un-f******-believable. You people are ridiculous!”

Worker: “I am so sorry. I will make your food. What did you order?”

Customer: “You people need to get your s*** together. You need to learn how to COMMUNICATE!”

(The customer calls his wife.)

Customer: “Yeah, honey? I’m at [Chinese restaurant] getting our food. They screwed up and didn’t, wait, what? Okay…”

(The customer hangs up, suddenly looking very timid.)

Customer: “Yeah, I’m at the wrong place.”

(I feel the need to comment.)

Me: “Looks like you need to learn how to COMMUNICATE.”

(I then grab my food, tip the worker a comfortable amount, and walk out. I can see the smirk on her face, and the embarrassment radiating from the customer.)

Needs A Crash Course In Common Sense

| UK | Crazy Requests, Transportation

(A customer is involved in a minor collision outside the restaurant, which blocks the narrow road. I go out to help and see that there is glass all over the road. I check to see if both parties are okay. While I talk to them, a car pulls up behind them.)

Me: “Sir, are you okay, are you hurt? Stay there while I call an ambulance.”

Driver #1: “I’m fine thanks, just a bit shaken up.”

Driver #2: “I’m not hurt either, but my windscreen is shattered and we’ll need to call the insurance company.”

(As Driver #2 goes to carry on speaking, the third driver in the car behind butts in.)

Driver #3: “Excuse me, are you guys going to just sit there all day? I have an appointment to get to and you’re not going to make me late!”

Me: “Sorry, but as you can see there has been an accident and I need to check if these people are hurt, and then we will need to move the cars and clear up the glass.”

Driver #3: “How dare you make me late. This is so inconsiderate of your restaurant to allow these people to crash on this road!”

Me: “Well you need to turn around and go the other way, because these people’s needs are much greater than yours right now. And what was the restaurant supposed to do, make them crash in the car park?”

Driver #3: “YES! This is completely ridiculous!”

Daddy Doesn’t Brat An Eyelid

| Southampton, England, UK | Bad Behavior, Family & Kids

(While working at the cafe, I am wearing a cream-coloured top done up at the front with a ribbon. A father and daughter (who only looks to be around seven) sit next to the table I am cleaning.)

Daughter: “Daddy! I want to be like her! So skinny!”

(I’m a size 12, and the top is definitely showing what little curves I have.)

Father: “Uh-huh…”

Daughter: “But I hate that top! Such a horrid colour! Miss, why are you working with such a horrible top on?”

Me: “Well, uh… I rather like this top. It keeps me cool in the warm weather.”

(At this point, I go to take some plates in. When I come back to wipe the table down, the daughter has a ketchup bottle in her hand.)

Daughter: “You know, I was thinking: that top would look better in red, miss. Let me change it for you!”

Me: “I’d rather you didn’t!”

(The daughter gets up with the ketchup in her hand, and eyes my top threateningly as I pull away from the table as quickly as I can.)

Daughter: “But daddy ALWAYS lets me do what I want! You have to do so, too!”

Me: “Erh… sir, please tell your daughter to calm down.”

Father: “Don’t you DARE tell me how to raise my daughter. Some slutty waitress like you… I bet you have kids with no father in sight!”

(Thankfully, my manager intervened at that point and escorted the father and daughter out!)