Ever want to offend a waitress to the point where she never wants to look at your table again? Try this foolproof plan invented by one of my tables the other night!
It had been a rather long night, decently busy if a little slower than usual. It started raining at one point and, being that I was upstairs (read: open air bar on the roof) all the tables hurried to get under the canopy around the bar. So there were a number of people all cramped in this space, trying to stay dry and decide whether to stay, go downstairs or what not.
So I notice a new table has sat at one of the high tops during this confusion so I go over with menus and the following exchange happens.
SC: jerk that literally almost made me cry (I was stressed out as it was though)
Me: tah-dah!
ME: Hey y'all, what can I get y'all started with to drink?
SC: (very specifically to me, NOT his companions) What do we want?
ME: Well, is there something in particular you're looking for?
SC: What kind of rum we want?
ME: Well, we have 120 different ones. Is there a specific kind you like? Light, dark...
SC: What kind of rum we want?
ME: Well, I don't drink it much but if you can tell me what you usually like, I can suggest a very good one.
SC: You no drink?
ME: Not much.
SC: If you no drink why you work here?
ME: Because I like working here.
SC: You no drink you no good to work anywhere but Dennys. You no good to work anywhere but Dennys.
ME: (stare at him for a few seconds) Let me go get Jeff. He'll be taking care of you tonight.
And I walked away and refused to serve them again. I told my coworker he would have to take the table and then went and told my manager.
Now this is nothing against anyone who works at Dennys. That's a smucking HARD job and I know it. But the way the guy said it, it was obvious that was an insult. And I'm sorry. Just because I don't drink much doesn't mean I shouldn't work at a bar. And just because I work at a bar doesn't mean I can read your mind and tell you what you want to drink! He's lucky I didn't just say "Okay, you want this" and give him our rum that's $35 a shot. (Not that I would do that, but you know what I mean). But really. Telling someone they're no good to work anywhere but Denny's? That's a good way to make a waitress hate you.
I may not be the best server in the world, but I am d*mn good at what I do. I don't appreciate guys that apparently have something to prove talking down to me like that and almost making me cry.
It had been a rather long night, decently busy if a little slower than usual. It started raining at one point and, being that I was upstairs (read: open air bar on the roof) all the tables hurried to get under the canopy around the bar. So there were a number of people all cramped in this space, trying to stay dry and decide whether to stay, go downstairs or what not.
So I notice a new table has sat at one of the high tops during this confusion so I go over with menus and the following exchange happens.
SC: jerk that literally almost made me cry (I was stressed out as it was though)
Me: tah-dah!
ME: Hey y'all, what can I get y'all started with to drink?
SC: (very specifically to me, NOT his companions) What do we want?
ME: Well, is there something in particular you're looking for?
SC: What kind of rum we want?
ME: Well, we have 120 different ones. Is there a specific kind you like? Light, dark...
SC: What kind of rum we want?
ME: Well, I don't drink it much but if you can tell me what you usually like, I can suggest a very good one.
SC: You no drink?
ME: Not much.
SC: If you no drink why you work here?
ME: Because I like working here.
SC: You no drink you no good to work anywhere but Dennys. You no good to work anywhere but Dennys.
ME: (stare at him for a few seconds) Let me go get Jeff. He'll be taking care of you tonight.
And I walked away and refused to serve them again. I told my coworker he would have to take the table and then went and told my manager.
Now this is nothing against anyone who works at Dennys. That's a smucking HARD job and I know it. But the way the guy said it, it was obvious that was an insult. And I'm sorry. Just because I don't drink much doesn't mean I shouldn't work at a bar. And just because I work at a bar doesn't mean I can read your mind and tell you what you want to drink! He's lucky I didn't just say "Okay, you want this" and give him our rum that's $35 a shot. (Not that I would do that, but you know what I mean). But really. Telling someone they're no good to work anywhere but Denny's? That's a good way to make a waitress hate you.
I may not be the best server in the world, but I am d*mn good at what I do. I don't appreciate guys that apparently have something to prove talking down to me like that and almost making me cry.
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