I did a shift at the pub today just so I could earn a little cash. I have done four shifts at the pub in the past two weeks, but there has literally been nothing worth posting about...until today. Today I had the honor of working on the floor.
A lady called me over to her table. She was snooty from the moment she opened her mouth.
SC: Excuse me, but I asked for this steak medium rare, and it is far too well done. Can I have a fresh one?
Me: OK, I will just take it back to the kitchen, and we will sort something out.
Took it back and inspected the steak. It was a perfect medium rare. I eat my steaks medium rare and I saw right away there was nothing wrong with the steak. The cook flat out refused to make a new one, as there was nothing wrong with it. I took it back to her.
Me: I am sorry, but we have looked at this steak and have concluded that there is nothing wrong with it. You asked for a medium rare steak and that is what this is.
SC: No! No! No! It is not!
Me: It is far too bloody to be a medium steak. So if it is not medium rare then what is it?
SC: It is medium-medium rare!
Me: I'm sorry?
SC: It is inbetween medium rare and medium! So it is medium-medium rare! So that is far too well done! I like my steaks rare-medium-rare not medium-medium rare! So it is not medium rare!
Me: Our steaks are only cooked rare, medium rare, medium, medium well and well done. Nothing else. We do not offer them to be cooked rare-medium rare or any other variation.
SC: So what am I supposed to do?
Me: You can either eat that one or have a refund.
SC: Fine. I will keep this one. But I am not happy! How hard is it to cook a steak? Really? Do you have any idea what you are doing? If I knew it was going to be this much trouble I would have stayed at home and cooked myself!
Me: Well you know what to do in the future then.
I turned on my heel and walked away. I heard her mumble "Did he just say what I think he said?"
A lady called me over to her table. She was snooty from the moment she opened her mouth.
SC: Excuse me, but I asked for this steak medium rare, and it is far too well done. Can I have a fresh one?
Me: OK, I will just take it back to the kitchen, and we will sort something out.
Took it back and inspected the steak. It was a perfect medium rare. I eat my steaks medium rare and I saw right away there was nothing wrong with the steak. The cook flat out refused to make a new one, as there was nothing wrong with it. I took it back to her.
Me: I am sorry, but we have looked at this steak and have concluded that there is nothing wrong with it. You asked for a medium rare steak and that is what this is.
SC: No! No! No! It is not!
Me: It is far too bloody to be a medium steak. So if it is not medium rare then what is it?
SC: It is medium-medium rare!
Me: I'm sorry?
SC: It is inbetween medium rare and medium! So it is medium-medium rare! So that is far too well done! I like my steaks rare-medium-rare not medium-medium rare! So it is not medium rare!
Me: Our steaks are only cooked rare, medium rare, medium, medium well and well done. Nothing else. We do not offer them to be cooked rare-medium rare or any other variation.
SC: So what am I supposed to do?
Me: You can either eat that one or have a refund.
SC: Fine. I will keep this one. But I am not happy! How hard is it to cook a steak? Really? Do you have any idea what you are doing? If I knew it was going to be this much trouble I would have stayed at home and cooked myself!
Me: Well you know what to do in the future then.
I turned on my heel and walked away. I heard her mumble "Did he just say what I think he said?"





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