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Last night, My family decide to try out this new chinese place that just opened in my town. Being the nice guy I am, I decide to take my folks out to dinner. The NY Giants just won, so I was in a good mood. 
When we get there, a woman is waiting in the lobby so we ask her how the food is. She goes, "Ehh. I'm waiting to complain the the manager...."
We get our booth and my mom looks at me like, "that's not a good sign." Well let me tell you that this place rocked, the service was great and the food was delicious.
After we got our doggy bag my dad asked the manager what that woman was complaining about. Apparently, she called in wanting to make a reservation for 2. The manager told her a reservation is not needed as the place is not swamped (economy is crap, after all), but she demanded one anyway. The manager let her know if the place was slow her name may be taken off the list as it was not needed. After all, no need for a reservation if there was no wait.
Well when she came in as expected the place was slow, so naturally the restaurant erased her reservation. She was pissed and complained about that and wanted compensation, but then had complaints about her food and wanted compensation on that.
I smelled freebie grab, especially considering that I did not find fault with ANYTHING I ate. The restaurant did give her a slight discount but did not give her everything she wanted.
Now for my "oops" story....
The hostess at this place was really hot (non-Asian which is rare for a chinese place). Sweet voice, gorgeous face, nice hair (brunette with blond highlights) and curves in all the right places. I couldn't help glancing at her during my meal.
Now naturally, I wanted to ask her if she was seeing someone (after trying to engage in small talk, of course) but the problem is that is that in a setting like this you have to be careful of how you say things.
So my mom sees this and when she goes past our table she starts a bit of small talk (don't remember exactly) and then asks if she's married. The hostess says, "I'm a little too young to be married, I'm 15!"
Oh, man. She looked at least 19. I can't believe that I was actually smitten for a minor, eww.
Any thoughts I had flew away faster than a jet plane the moment she said her age.
When we get there, a woman is waiting in the lobby so we ask her how the food is. She goes, "Ehh. I'm waiting to complain the the manager...."
We get our booth and my mom looks at me like, "that's not a good sign." Well let me tell you that this place rocked, the service was great and the food was delicious.
After we got our doggy bag my dad asked the manager what that woman was complaining about. Apparently, she called in wanting to make a reservation for 2. The manager told her a reservation is not needed as the place is not swamped (economy is crap, after all), but she demanded one anyway. The manager let her know if the place was slow her name may be taken off the list as it was not needed. After all, no need for a reservation if there was no wait.
Well when she came in as expected the place was slow, so naturally the restaurant erased her reservation. She was pissed and complained about that and wanted compensation, but then had complaints about her food and wanted compensation on that.
I smelled freebie grab, especially considering that I did not find fault with ANYTHING I ate. The restaurant did give her a slight discount but did not give her everything she wanted.
Now for my "oops" story....
The hostess at this place was really hot (non-Asian which is rare for a chinese place). Sweet voice, gorgeous face, nice hair (brunette with blond highlights) and curves in all the right places. I couldn't help glancing at her during my meal.
Now naturally, I wanted to ask her if she was seeing someone (after trying to engage in small talk, of course) but the problem is that is that in a setting like this you have to be careful of how you say things.
So my mom sees this and when she goes past our table she starts a bit of small talk (don't remember exactly) and then asks if she's married. The hostess says, "I'm a little too young to be married, I'm 15!"
Oh, man. She looked at least 19. I can't believe that I was actually smitten for a minor, eww.
Any thoughts I had flew away faster than a jet plane the moment she said her age.
serve her quickly?!!! the horr0rz!
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