Normal shift, quite busy, but nothing major. Food was going out at the right time, but apparently ten minutes was way too much for a kid to wait for his meal.
I began taking the meal up to the table. This kid was probably no more than six years old.
SK = Sucky Kid
M = Mother
F = Father
SK: At last! Where HAVE you been?
Me: Okaaaay...I have two lasagne meals...
M: Oh yes, thats mine and my husbands.
SK: Where's mine?! Where's mine?! Why haven't you brought mine?
Me: Don't worry, it's coming, the plates are very hot and I couldn't manage more than two at a time.
SK: I'm hungry! Where's mine? Where's mine?
M: Don't worry dear, its coming!
F: Haha! Aww, that's my boy! He's just cranky because he had to wait for his food.
I go into the kitchen, complain to the staff about this child, and take out his meal.
SK: At last!
Me: Chicken nuggets?
SK: That's mine! Give!
M: Haha! Awwwwww.
I walk away, and carry on what I'm doing. As I'm walking around taking out other people's meals, all I can hear is this sucky child.
SK: Look! Those people had to wait for their food too!
SK: I've finished! Why hasn't he got my plate yet?
SK: Why did we have to wait? I wanted my food right away!
If this child is like this at about six years old, what is he going to be like in twenty years time? And thank God they didn't order desert.
I began taking the meal up to the table. This kid was probably no more than six years old.
SK = Sucky Kid
M = Mother
F = Father
SK: At last! Where HAVE you been?
Me: Okaaaay...I have two lasagne meals...
M: Oh yes, thats mine and my husbands.
SK: Where's mine?! Where's mine?! Why haven't you brought mine?
Me: Don't worry, it's coming, the plates are very hot and I couldn't manage more than two at a time.
SK: I'm hungry! Where's mine? Where's mine?
M: Don't worry dear, its coming!
F: Haha! Aww, that's my boy! He's just cranky because he had to wait for his food.
I go into the kitchen, complain to the staff about this child, and take out his meal.
SK: At last!
Me: Chicken nuggets?
SK: That's mine! Give!
M: Haha! Awwwwww.
I walk away, and carry on what I'm doing. As I'm walking around taking out other people's meals, all I can hear is this sucky child.
SK: Look! Those people had to wait for their food too!
SK: I've finished! Why hasn't he got my plate yet?
SK: Why did we have to wait? I wanted my food right away!
If this child is like this at about six years old, what is he going to be like in twenty years time? And thank God they didn't order desert.
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