That Tabled That Discussion, Part 6

, , , , | Right | September 21, 2020

My group, a total of four, walks into the restaurant. It’s busy; the line nearly going out the door. There is a sign clearly indicating that people need to wait, order, and then be assigned a table.

Hostess: “A group of four? All right, just one—”

Just as she’s about to find a table for us, another customer and four pre-teen girls take up the last table without ordering or waiting.

Hostess: *Looking a little put-off* “Oh, no… I’m so sorry folks! I… I can’t tell them to leave the table if they’ve already sat down. Gosh, I’m so sorry.”

We all assure her that it’s all right and that we’re patient people. It’s about five minutes into our wait when the hostess spots a table being bussed. She races over through the crowd to plant down our table number.

Hostess: “There! That one is yours now! Have a seat and enjoy your meal!”

At the end of our meal, we called her over and gave her a 25% tip.

Related:
That Tabled That Discussion, Part 5
That Tabled That Discussion, Part 4
That Tabled That Discussion, Part 3
That Tabled That Discussion, Part 2
That Tabled That Discussion

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Unfiltered Story #208814

, , , | Unfiltered | September 20, 2020

My wife and I have just finished a pleasant meal out and the server, a young woman probably in her late teens, was great – friendly, prompt on refills, etc. As such, I felt particularly bad when the following happened.

*Server walks up and reaches for my clearly empty plate*
Server: “Can I take this from you?”
Me: (attempting to be funny) “No, it’s mine!”

Apparently I said it a bit too authentically mean-sounding, as she got a look of shocked hurt on her face and started tearing up. I quickly apologized profusely but I still feel horrible about it. She had been nothing but wonderful and I came off as a really nasty customer. I made sure to leave a nice tip, at least.

Unfiltered Story #208812

, , , | Unfiltered | September 20, 2020

It’s important to know that Swedish alchol laws are very strict and we are not allowed to give away any type of alcholic beverages under any circumstances for free, we can replace a bad product(unless youve drank it anyway) but if you simply don’t like what you order there’s no way for me to compensate with new alcohol.
I used to work at the bar of a restaurant located at a mall, when one evening as the slighty more upscale restaurant next door to us closed for the evening, their guests wandered over to us.

3 women came up to the bar and I could tell they had already had a few glasses of wine at the other restaurant.
me: Welcome, how can I help you today?
woman 1:(not looking at me) give us 3 mojitos.
I make their mojitos and hand them over, and they sit down at the closest table from the bar. I can clearly hear everything they say as theres next to no customers in the restaurant.
woman 1: Ugh there’s no alcohol in this!
woman 2: Yeah! they’re not very strong these drinks!
I dont pay them any attention as I start cleaning up for the night and I’m used to people trying to lure their way to more alcohol.
Soon they come up and order more
woman 1: Make them strong this time!
woman 2: Yeah!
Me: actually if you want more alcohol in the drinks it costs extra
woman3: fuck that!
woman 1: yeah, were not paying any extra
I’m seriously considering not serving them as they are now starting to slurr their words and are behaving like children, but give them the benefit of doubt, but I’m not pouring any extra in like they want me to.
Shortly thereafter woman 3 comes up to me to order once more.
woman 3: give me a beer!
me: ok which type of beer would you like? we have 3 draft beers and several bottled ones.
woman 3: just give me a beer!
I pour her my favourite of the drafts even though I know it’s a slightly darker lager then most people usually go for but most are pleasentry suprised by.
She sits down with her friends and shortly after I hear them exclaim quite loudly and in baby-like voices.
woman 3: UGH! gross beer!
woman 1: let me taste! Yuck! that’s gross!!
woman 2: thats absolutely disgusting!
woman 3: gross beer!!
I don’t pay them any mind as I have more imprortant stuff to do, even though I know they are being deliberatly loud so that I will hear them. I walk by their table on my way to the dishes several times and everytime I walk past them they exclaim similar things louder and louder, still using baby voices. this goes on for about 30minutes but they never come up to me to complain but simply keep shouting it in silly voices as I walk by and I just look at them daring them to come up to me, but they never do.
finally as we close fo the night they go to the register and pay all the while sipping their shared ‘gross’ beer and once they leave the hostess comes up to me while holding thir half drunken beer.
hotess: Wow they did not like you! They keept accusing you of serving them bad beer.
Me: yeah well I don’t let complaints from 30 year olds who talk behind my back in baby voices get to me…

The Perfect Place For A Coronary!

, , , , , | Healthy | September 19, 2020

A friend of mine and I are hanging out on the weekend in the next town over, and we stop to get lunch at a deli that’s just opened up that someone else I know has been raving about. The place is small, with several tables close to where you place your order, and all of said tables are full. We walk up to place our orders.

Server: “What can I get you guys today?”

Me: “Can I get a [Special] on white, with no mayo and extra onion?”

Server: “Sure thing!” *Turns to my friend* “What can I get for you, sir?”

My friend is a bit of a picky eater, so it takes him a second to respond. And he tends to like meat and cheese… a lot of meat and cheese.

Friend: *Still skimming the menu* “Yeah… Can I get [Sandwich], no veggies or condiments, with double meat, triple bacon, and quadruple cheese? And some salt.”

The server gives him a strange look and I just snicker.

Me: “He’ll have a heart attack on a bun, basically.”

The server and my friend laugh, and one of the tables behind us pipes up.

Random Person: “Just so you guys know, we’re off-duty.”

I turned around to see who was talking to us; seated directly behind my friend and me was a group of off-duty EMTs, still in uniform! My friend, the server, and I all cracked up laughing for a good minute, and so did the group of EMTs. One of the funniest stars-aligned moments I’ve had to date!

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Unfiltered Story #208784

, , | Unfiltered | September 19, 2020

So, I’ve been serving at a family sports restaurant for about 4 years now. We have always had 4 different types of chicken wings. (Friend, breaded, oven roasted, or all meat [aka boneless]). Now… I’ve had people ask for the “regular” way, which in all honesty, there is none because it depends on where you normally go.

On this late evening, I was basically done with stupid customers but this person’s stupidity just took the cake. Keep in mind, ordering CHICKEN wings. So I ask them what kind they would like and list them off as per usual.

Me: And how would you like your wings cooked? Oven roasted, friend, breaded, or all meat?
Customer: what’s all meat? Is that like… Beef?
Me: ……. *Deep breath* no, they’re chicken wings.
Customer: Oh, that makes sense I guess.

Umm… What? You guess? They’re chicken wings for goodness sake!