Argh! The pub wasn't even busy, and yet every. single. person who ordered food seemed to complain, and most of them were mind numbing and stupid, and for some reason, all came from women.
Another Pasta Bitch
Does our pasta bake bring out the stupid in people? (see one of my previous threads) This bitch ordered our pasta bake, and brought the dish back up to the bar. I hate it when someone brings their food up to the bar to complain about it! Go annoy one of the floor staff! I am serving people who have been waiting a while, and all I get is her glaring at me. I finally get to her.
Me: Can I help?
SC: Yes...this pasta is too hard for me! I think it is undercooked! Can I have a new one?
Me: Sure, I'll get someone to bring it over.
The cook tried a bit and said it was not hard in the slightest. None the less, he sent a new one out. A few minutes later, the SC was at the bar again.
SC: This pasta bake is too cold! Can I get a new on that is hot?
Me: *sighs slightly* OK...
Cook is going nuts. It is not cold. He shoves it in the microwave and sends it back out. Oh wait, the SC is at the bar again!
SC: Now it's too hot!
Me:
I refused to take it back. I gave her money back.
Get away from the bar!!
About 20 minutes later, a different lady is stood at the bar. She also has a plate of food with her.
SC: This food is cold.
Me: Well...of course it is, I took it out to you nearly 40 minutes ago.
SC: Can I get a fresh meal? I got into a deep conversation with my friend and it went cold.
Me: I'll reheat it for you, but you cannot get a fresh meal.
SC: You're not microwaving my meal! Forget it!
She walked off.
Isn't it free??
A lady appears at the end of the bar clutching her receipt.
SC: Excuse me, I believe I have been overcharged!
I look at her receipt and read through it. Nope, she hasn't been overcharged. She points.
SC: Look! I have been charged for nachos!
Me: Yes...
SC: I thought the nachos were free!
I get a copy of the menu out.
Me: Nope, they're not free. See there...nachos...£x.xx.
SC: I thought they were free!
Me: Why on earth would they be free?
SC: Well, I thought they were. I don't want them if they are not!
The kitchen hadn't started making them yet, so I managed to cancel them.
Mayo = Salad
Lady ordered our chicken sandwich. Chicken sandwich comes with salad and mayo.
SC: And no salad on the chicken sandwich!
Me: OK sure.
I tell the kitchen. About ten minutes later...wait! There she is! At the end of the bar with her plate!
SC: I said no salad!
Me: There is no salad in it.
SC: Then what is this!?
Me: Mayo.
SC: I said no salad!
Me: The last time I checked, mayo wasn't salad.
SC: What am I supposed to doooooo???
Me: *losing patience* Scrape it off with a knife?
She looked shocked, but she went back to her table and did exactly that.
Steak = Chicken
I am covering a co-workers break, and am taking some meals out. One is a chicken meal, the other is a steak. I take it out to a lady who is sat with her husband.
Me: Hi there, I've got the steak?
SC: Mine.
I place it in front of her. She looks shocked.
SC: This isn't chicken!
Me: No, it's steak...like I said.
SC: My husband ordered steak, not me! I ordered chicken!
Me: This chicken meal I've got right here?
SC: Yes! Swap them over!
She looked at me like I was an absolute idiot. Bitch.
Ah well, only 2 shifts to go!!
Another Pasta Bitch
Does our pasta bake bring out the stupid in people? (see one of my previous threads) This bitch ordered our pasta bake, and brought the dish back up to the bar. I hate it when someone brings their food up to the bar to complain about it! Go annoy one of the floor staff! I am serving people who have been waiting a while, and all I get is her glaring at me. I finally get to her.
Me: Can I help?
SC: Yes...this pasta is too hard for me! I think it is undercooked! Can I have a new one?
Me: Sure, I'll get someone to bring it over.
The cook tried a bit and said it was not hard in the slightest. None the less, he sent a new one out. A few minutes later, the SC was at the bar again.
SC: This pasta bake is too cold! Can I get a new on that is hot?
Me: *sighs slightly* OK...
Cook is going nuts. It is not cold. He shoves it in the microwave and sends it back out. Oh wait, the SC is at the bar again!
SC: Now it's too hot!
Me:

I refused to take it back. I gave her money back.
Get away from the bar!!
About 20 minutes later, a different lady is stood at the bar. She also has a plate of food with her.
SC: This food is cold.
Me: Well...of course it is, I took it out to you nearly 40 minutes ago.
SC: Can I get a fresh meal? I got into a deep conversation with my friend and it went cold.
Me: I'll reheat it for you, but you cannot get a fresh meal.
SC: You're not microwaving my meal! Forget it!
She walked off.
Isn't it free??
A lady appears at the end of the bar clutching her receipt.
SC: Excuse me, I believe I have been overcharged!
I look at her receipt and read through it. Nope, she hasn't been overcharged. She points.
SC: Look! I have been charged for nachos!
Me: Yes...
SC: I thought the nachos were free!
I get a copy of the menu out.
Me: Nope, they're not free. See there...nachos...£x.xx.
SC: I thought they were free!
Me: Why on earth would they be free?
SC: Well, I thought they were. I don't want them if they are not!
The kitchen hadn't started making them yet, so I managed to cancel them.
Mayo = Salad
Lady ordered our chicken sandwich. Chicken sandwich comes with salad and mayo.
SC: And no salad on the chicken sandwich!
Me: OK sure.
I tell the kitchen. About ten minutes later...wait! There she is! At the end of the bar with her plate!
SC: I said no salad!
Me: There is no salad in it.
SC: Then what is this!?
Me: Mayo.
SC: I said no salad!
Me: The last time I checked, mayo wasn't salad.
SC: What am I supposed to doooooo???
Me: *losing patience* Scrape it off with a knife?
She looked shocked, but she went back to her table and did exactly that.
Steak = Chicken
I am covering a co-workers break, and am taking some meals out. One is a chicken meal, the other is a steak. I take it out to a lady who is sat with her husband.
Me: Hi there, I've got the steak?
SC: Mine.
I place it in front of her. She looks shocked.
SC: This isn't chicken!
Me: No, it's steak...like I said.
SC: My husband ordered steak, not me! I ordered chicken!
Me: This chicken meal I've got right here?
SC: Yes! Swap them over!
She looked at me like I was an absolute idiot. Bitch.
Ah well, only 2 shifts to go!!







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