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Early in my shift, this guys walks into my bar. Everything he said was loud and very short. One of the servers, who only heard him for a few moments, commented later to me that he seemed like a real dick. She was, naturally, correct.
JESTER: "Hi, how ya doi--"
SC: "What kind of draft beers do you have?"
JESTER: "We have many drafts, sir. Here' a list of our dra--"
SC: "How much are they?"
(It was at this point that I went into civil and polite mode, no longer bothering with my usual very friendly demeanor...)
JESTER: "That would depend on which one you get."
SC: "I'll have a Yuengling."
JESTER: "Okay, no prob--"
SC: "Do you have any peanuts or snacks?"
JESTER: "No, but we do have appetizers. Would you like to see the me--"
SC: "What do you have?"
JESTER: "We have many appetizers, sir. Let me get you the menu."
Mr. Friendly spent some time looking over the menu and drinking his draft.
SC: "Can I get another one in a plastic cup?"
JESTER: "Sure." (pours a second Yuengling in a to go plastic pint, sets it in front of Mr. Personality.)
SC: "Is that the same size?"
JESTER: "Yes, sir, they are the exact same size."
While our plastic pints DO look a bit smaller than our glass pints, they hold the exact same amount of liquid (a pint), something I have proven to doubtful guests in the past; something I was ready to do here if Mr. Gregarious challenged my assertion.
But no, he merely took the check, paid for his two beers, and left.
And I was not in the least bit surprised when I saw that the amount of his tip rhymed with the word "hero."
The rest of my day was relatively fun and relatively lucrative, but boy did it get off to a lousy start with this jackass.
JESTER: "Hi, how ya doi--"
SC: "What kind of draft beers do you have?"
JESTER: "We have many drafts, sir. Here' a list of our dra--"
SC: "How much are they?"
(It was at this point that I went into civil and polite mode, no longer bothering with my usual very friendly demeanor...)
JESTER: "That would depend on which one you get."
SC: "I'll have a Yuengling."
JESTER: "Okay, no prob--"
SC: "Do you have any peanuts or snacks?"
JESTER: "No, but we do have appetizers. Would you like to see the me--"
SC: "What do you have?"
JESTER: "We have many appetizers, sir. Let me get you the menu."
Mr. Friendly spent some time looking over the menu and drinking his draft.
SC: "Can I get another one in a plastic cup?"
JESTER: "Sure." (pours a second Yuengling in a to go plastic pint, sets it in front of Mr. Personality.)
SC: "Is that the same size?"
JESTER: "Yes, sir, they are the exact same size."
While our plastic pints DO look a bit smaller than our glass pints, they hold the exact same amount of liquid (a pint), something I have proven to doubtful guests in the past; something I was ready to do here if Mr. Gregarious challenged my assertion.
But no, he merely took the check, paid for his two beers, and left.
And I was not in the least bit surprised when I saw that the amount of his tip rhymed with the word "hero."
The rest of my day was relatively fun and relatively lucrative, but boy did it get off to a lousy start with this jackass.
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