My wife is a bit indecisive so i've trained myself to be polite and patient when it comes to people that take alot of time to decide on things. The world is full of idiots though that find some way to try that patience.
I had a customer, an older guy who kind of looked like Willie Nelson, except with more money and a stuck-up demeanor, walk up to the desk and ask me if there were any good places to eat in this town. It's St Louis, there are millions of them and i'm on the phone so i give the guy the city dining guide so he can look for himself. He reached over the desk (something else I hate) to grab a pen and after i'm done making a reservation, proceeds to interrogate me about damn near every restaurant in the book.
SC: "This Al Hrabosky's, is it any good?"
Me: "I wouldn't know, i've never been there." (The customer puts a ? next to Hrabosky's)
SC: "Do you know what kind of food they serve?"
Me: 'Well, looks like the book says its a sports bar."
SC: "Indeed... How about this 400 Olive place?"
Me: "Never been there either... I don't eat out much, they don't pay us well here." (He ignores the joke AND the subtle hint that i want him to go away and figure this out on his own.)
SC: "Do you know of any good fusion restaurants downtown?"
SC: "How about the Boathouse, says its near Forest Park, is that a good place?
Me: "I'd just be guessing, it looks alright to me."
It goes on like this for honestly about 15 minutes with him making little notes in the book. And my answers get shorter and more vague and he still doesn't get the hint. All I want to do is get back to YouTube where i'm watching "Will it Blend?" clips. And he just keeps asking. Finally, i make a grave mistake...
SC: "Ever been to this Pujols 5?"
Me: "Uh yeah, once. Its a great place, especially if there's a Cardinals game on."
SC: "A breakthrough! Can you remember any good chicken-based dishes?"
Me: "No, i just remember the beer."
SC: "Did it have a good atmosphere?"
Me: "Yeah I suppose."
SC: "Well are there any other restaurants you can suggest?"
I go through my usual spiel and plug the usual restaurants and, in frustration, add "And i know of a fantastic White Castle just up the block."
Wrong thing to say. How dare I suggest a fast food dive to him! I get a sneer and he walks back to his room.
Well, maybe it was the right thing to say.