This Salad Needs Addressing
I have just started working at a restaurant. An elderly man is seated at one of my tables, one of my very first customers.
Me: “Hi, my name is [My Name] and I’ll be your waitress. Do you know what you’d like to—”
Customer: “Spaghetti.”
Me: “Okay, the spaghetti and meatballs, and would you like soup or salad with that?”
Customer: “No.”
Me: “Oh, uh, it’s included with your meal—”
Customer: “NO!”
Me: “Okay, no soup or salad, just spaghetti and meatballs, is that right?”
Customer: “Yes.”
Me: “Okay, I’ll go get that started for you.”
When his food is ready, I bring it out to him.
Customer: “What the h*** is this? Where’s my salad?”
Me: “Oh, uh, well, you said you didn’t want one—”
Customer: “You’re supposed to bring the salad first!”
Me: “Okay, uh, sorry, I’ll go get your salad. Did you want Caesar, or—”
Customer: “No! Regular salad!”
I go back into the kitchen and ask the person at the salad station to make me one. While I’m waiting, I mention to another waiter what happened.
Coworker: “Oh, yeah, he’s a regular. He always gets salad and spaghetti.”
Me: “He was pretty adamant about not wanting a soup or salad.”
Coworker: *Shrug* “Weird.”
Once the salad’s ready, I bring it back out to him.
Customer: “You know, no one’s ever gotten this wrong before.”
He didn’t tip.