Unfiltered Story #157556

, | | Unfiltered | July 13, 2019

I was with my college roommate at the university’s food-court grille getting burgers for lunch. Since she has a VERY unusual name, she will just give them some other name to call for the order. Note: almost all workers in the University food court are students.

Cashier: Name?

Roommate: Jenna (not even close to her name)

At the end of the line, the last worker calls out the name.

Line cook: Jenna!

(My roommate goes to pick up her burger, and the line cook looks at her funny and then says the next part in a sarcastic “haha very funny” tone)

Line cook: Here you go, “Jenna.”

We walk away somewhat confused until it dawns on her.

Roommate: Oh no. I just figured it out. That’s the guy that was hitting on me in human physiology. He asked for my number, and I turned him down. He probably thinks that I lied to him about my name, too.

Their Brain Is Toast

, , , | | Working | July 11, 2019

(We are sitting having breakfast when we overhear a waitress taking orders from the table next to ours.)

Customer: “Could I get brown toast with that?”

Waitress: *not ironically* “We only have white, but it looks brown when it’s toasted!”

Render Unto Caesar

, , , , , | | Right | July 11, 2019

My coworker is serving a couple who just came for a coffee. Their bill comes to 16zł. They put exactly 16zł in coins on their table along with an envelope with printed, “Open to see God’s plan for you!”

My coworker huffs and collects the money, then rips the envelope in half.

Two halves of a 100zł bill fall out.

Not Being Very Ramenable

, , , | | Right | July 10, 2019

(I own a ramen shop. A customer calls the restaurant around 1:40 pm.)

Customer: “Hello. I would like to order for takeout, but I have a few questions.”

Me: “Sure. What can we do for you?”

Customer: “Do you guys have any soups?”

Me: “Yes! All of our ramens are actually noodle soups.”

Customer: “Okay, what’s in them?”

(I read and explain the entire menu to her. She makes a decision.)

Customer: “Actually, my daughter will be dining there with her boyfriend today and she will be picking up for me.”

Me: “Oh, no problem. Is she coming in soon? Would you like us to make the order now or wait for her?”

Customer: “I’m not very sure.”

Me: “Or, if you would like, she can just order when she gets here, too.”

Customer: “Okay, thanks.”

(Four hours later during rush hour, I am hosting and responsible for phone orders. I pick up a call in which the customer specifically asked for me.)

Customer: “EXCUSE ME! MY DAUGHTER DIDN’T BRING ME ANY FOOD!”

Me: “I am very sorry. What was your order and the name it was under?”

Customer: “I ORDERED [ITEM] WITH YOU AND MY DAUGHTER DIDN’T BRING ANYTHING BACK!”

Me: “Oh, I’m sorry about that but none of our guests mentioned anything about wanting to place a take-out order of [item].”

Customer: “MY DAUGHTER SHOULDN’T HAVE TO SAY ANYTHING! I ALREADY ORDERED WITH YOU! YOU SHOULD HAVE TOLD HER I PLACED AND ORDER!”

Me: *completely aggravated* “Ma’am, nobody in here knows who your daughter is. And I don’t even know who you are. There is nothing I can do.”

(The customer gasped, but before she could say another word, I decided to hang up and move on to our busy day.)

Unfiltered Story #157528

, , , , | | Unfiltered | July 10, 2019

(I work in the box office of a dinner theater which has a set menu, so we have to ask each party about dietary restrictions.)

Me: “Are there any food allergies or does anyone need a vegetarian meal?”
Customer: “No, but we have a child who has cancer.”
Me: *completely speechless*
Coworker: “Just say that if they have any special needs, they should talk to their server.”
Me: *parrots line to the customer, still very much confused*
Customer: “No… I guess we’re ok.”

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