Lying Is All Relative(s)

| NC, USA | At The Checkout, Family & Kids, Liars & Scammers, Money, Top

(I am working in my father’s cafe. A customer orders a substantial amount of food.)

Me: “Okay. That will be $36.19 please.”

Customer: “Oh, no. I’m the owner’s brother, so I get all of my food half price.”

Me: “Um, okay. That will still be $36.19, sir.”

Customer: “Excuse me! Do you know who I am!? Now ring my order up right, or I’ll get your purple-haired a** fired!”

Me: “Okay, give me moment.”

(I turn around to the grill line, where my father is cooking.)

Me: “Hey, daddy! This guy says he’s my uncle, and if I don’t give him a discount you’ll fire my purple-haired a**. What should I do?”

(I have never seen someone run out of a restaurant so fast in my life!)

The Scam Doesn’t Fit The Bill

| Waterville, OH, USA | At The Checkout, Liars & Scammers, Money

(I’m working the counter during the breakfast shift. The customer pays with a $10 bill. I hand back the change.)

Customer #1: “You shorted me $10; I gave you a $20!”

Customer #2: “You did. I saw him; he paid with a $20.”

Me: “Okay, let me check; just one moment.”

(I go and grab the manager’s keys to open the drawer. I’m already suspicious, since Customer #2 was so quick to speak up. I pull out the entire cash drawer and shelf.)

Me: “There aren’t any $20s in here.”

(I hold up the shelf were we usually put the $20 bills, to show them it’s empty.)

Customer #1: “Um, never mind…”

(After they leave, it dawns on me that the manager had just moments before emptied my drawer of $20s. Thank goodness for that!)

Management Is Like Walking A Tight-(G)rope

| The Hague, Netherlands | Bad Behavior, Food & Drink, Top

(I’m working the evening shift. The head waiter in another section of the restaurant tells me there’s a problem with some customer harassing the waitresses. I offer to switch places. The offending customer is quickly spotted; he is busy groping a waitress as I walk in.)

Me: “Sir, I’m gonna have to ask that you stop doing that. We’re trying to work here.”

(The customer grumbles, clearly irritated. I walk off, thinking it’s resolved. Five minutes later, I watch as a waitress comes to the customer’s table to put down some food, and the customer reaches out for the waitress’ behind. I jump between them.)

Me: “Sir, I already told you to stop it. You didn’t listen the first time. I’m now going to ask you to leave the restaurant.”

Customer: “I demand to see a manager!”

(I’m just a waiter, but I take a chance.)

Me: “That would be me. Now as I told you, the only solution I see is you leaving the restaurant.”

Customer: “I’m not going anywhere!”

Me: “No, you’re coming with me to the front right now. You’re going to pay for your meal and leave!”

(The customer is still refusing. With the aid of another waiter, we pull the customer out of his seat and bring him to the front, where he finally pays. The rest of his party are horribly embarrassed.)

Manager: “Yeah, I need to see you about something. You pretended to be a manager?”

Me: “I’m sorry, I—”

Manager: “I heard the story. That guy got off easy! I’m glad you managed to make him pay for his food!”