So, as some of you may know, I have officially quit my job at the hotel lounge (hurrah!!!! I am even more pooor, but I don't care. The teeth grinding, heart palpitations and panic/rage attacks were ruining my life!) so I will have fewer stories, but this one is a humdinger!
So, a few weeks ago I get to work and my boss and co-worker M is already there, putting away a bunch of inventory. I drop my bag behind the bar and go to help when suddenly I hear this gabbling noise that actually makes me jump.
::BG:; Our lounge is extremely quiet. we have televisions but we are NOT allowed to turn the sound up and there is only music playing in the background. It's....pretty boring, if you ask me, but they strive for a very mellow atmosphere. unless you are an employee. then it's hell:;End BG::
So I turn around and this guy is walking into our ALMOST SILENT, nearly empty lounge, all by himself, but he is clapping his hands and yelling 'Woo! All right!!! Let's go, I'm here, LET'S GET SOME DRINKS!!!"
So..yeah. Immediately I really dislike this person. I have known people like this, who cultivate this "Irrepressible, fun-loving, larger than life attitude" and in my experience, deep down, these guys will tear your face off if you are forced to explain something to them which means the world doesn't revolve around them. And I have nothing against people who have some drinks and get a bit loud with friends; I tend to do it myself. But honestly? If you can't walk into a quiet lounge without clapping your hands and screaming 'I'M HERE!!! I AM ENTERING THE ROOM! WHATEVER CONVERSATION YOU WERE HAVING UNTIL I GOT HERE IS COMPLETELY UNIMPORTANT!" Then you are probably a huge asshole. Just my opinion. In fact, that's what we'll call him. Huge asshole or HA.
So I go over to him and ask him if I can help him. And he gives me this skeevy, cocky smile and says "I don't know!" Looks at me. Big shit eating grin.
Me: "well, would you like a drink?"
HA "Oh yes"
Me: Would you like to look at our drinks menu?"
HA :" Nope, I want you to tell me what you have."
Me: "Well, are you looking at wine or beer or a mixed drink?"
HA :Grin gets even bigger "I have NO idea! You're just going to have to tell me what you have!"
Me: "until we can narrow it down to the type of drink, I don't think I can help you. Here is our menu" (seriously. Fuck off. God.)
HA: pushes menu back to me "Well, what kind of wine do you have?"
I open the menu to our wine page and hand it back to him (we have about 40 different kinds of wine and I already know this useless shitfinger isn't going to help me narrow it down. "Here are all of our wines"
HA : chuckles and says "no nonono girl. I want you to TELL me."
So, I end up reading our wine list to him. Now it occurred to me that maybe he couldn't read, but while I am reading the wine list he is reading the names of bottles over my shoulder and interrupting me to ask unrelated questions like "What's that Frangelico?? What's the Macallan?" So clearly he can read. He's just a HUGE ASSHOLE.
So we go through this entire production, and when I am done he leans over, smirks right in my face and says 'I'll have a bottle of water"
yep. A. Bottle. of. Water.
So he gets his water and leaves and that's when M tells me that he has been pulling this crap all week. Obviously the guy just gets off on wasting other peoples time. Awesome.
So, a few hours later I am hefting a huge, extremely heavy tray of glasses towards the restaurant when I hear the sound of stupid. "gabble BLOBBKLE I AM HERE EVERYONE IMMEDIATELY MAKE YOUR LIVES ALL ABOUT ME!!!!" Clapping his hands. Yelling. Like a toddler, basically. This time he has his idiot girlfriend with him who has her face stuck into her phone texting the entire time.
M is downstairs doing "inventory" (whatever. he disappears for hours at a time and it's total BS) so I call over to him 'Hi! I'll be with you in 2 seconds!" Still carrying the gigantic tray of glasses that is actually making my arm shake and jitter.
So what does HUGE ASSHOLE do? He starts motioning me over to him and saying "Naw naw naw girl, you gotta serve us! We're here for a drink!!!"
Me: "Well, our menu is right there on the bar and I will be back as soon as I set this down"
HA: Awww, NAW GIRL, you come over here and tell me whatcha got. Regale me with your drink selection" Then he turns to his girlfriend and, without even lowering his voice, says to her "Ha! Look at her! She don't know what REGALE means!" Stupid girlfriend titters like this is the funniest thing EVER.
So I heave the giant tray of glasses over to them and say, with the biggest, fakest smile I can manage "Actually sir, I do know what regale means. I have excellent perspicacity!"
HA: "Ha, now you're making words up!"
Me" No, I'm actually not. I'm quite loquacious." (side note: vocabulary gets me hot. It's my thing. I like to get drunk and spell things. I am a turbo nerd!)
And while he processes this I say, ever so sweetly, "And now I really have to put these glasses away so you're just going to have to regale yourself for a minute"
And after all of that...guess what they ordered? Yeah, 2 bottles of water.
So, a few weeks ago I get to work and my boss and co-worker M is already there, putting away a bunch of inventory. I drop my bag behind the bar and go to help when suddenly I hear this gabbling noise that actually makes me jump.
::BG:; Our lounge is extremely quiet. we have televisions but we are NOT allowed to turn the sound up and there is only music playing in the background. It's....pretty boring, if you ask me, but they strive for a very mellow atmosphere. unless you are an employee. then it's hell:;End BG::
So I turn around and this guy is walking into our ALMOST SILENT, nearly empty lounge, all by himself, but he is clapping his hands and yelling 'Woo! All right!!! Let's go, I'm here, LET'S GET SOME DRINKS!!!"
So..yeah. Immediately I really dislike this person. I have known people like this, who cultivate this "Irrepressible, fun-loving, larger than life attitude" and in my experience, deep down, these guys will tear your face off if you are forced to explain something to them which means the world doesn't revolve around them. And I have nothing against people who have some drinks and get a bit loud with friends; I tend to do it myself. But honestly? If you can't walk into a quiet lounge without clapping your hands and screaming 'I'M HERE!!! I AM ENTERING THE ROOM! WHATEVER CONVERSATION YOU WERE HAVING UNTIL I GOT HERE IS COMPLETELY UNIMPORTANT!" Then you are probably a huge asshole. Just my opinion. In fact, that's what we'll call him. Huge asshole or HA.
So I go over to him and ask him if I can help him. And he gives me this skeevy, cocky smile and says "I don't know!" Looks at me. Big shit eating grin.
Me: "well, would you like a drink?"
HA "Oh yes"
Me: Would you like to look at our drinks menu?"
HA :" Nope, I want you to tell me what you have."
Me: "Well, are you looking at wine or beer or a mixed drink?"
HA :Grin gets even bigger "I have NO idea! You're just going to have to tell me what you have!"
Me: "until we can narrow it down to the type of drink, I don't think I can help you. Here is our menu" (seriously. Fuck off. God.)
HA: pushes menu back to me "Well, what kind of wine do you have?"
I open the menu to our wine page and hand it back to him (we have about 40 different kinds of wine and I already know this useless shitfinger isn't going to help me narrow it down. "Here are all of our wines"
HA : chuckles and says "no nonono girl. I want you to TELL me."
So, I end up reading our wine list to him. Now it occurred to me that maybe he couldn't read, but while I am reading the wine list he is reading the names of bottles over my shoulder and interrupting me to ask unrelated questions like "What's that Frangelico?? What's the Macallan?" So clearly he can read. He's just a HUGE ASSHOLE.
So we go through this entire production, and when I am done he leans over, smirks right in my face and says 'I'll have a bottle of water"
yep. A. Bottle. of. Water.
So he gets his water and leaves and that's when M tells me that he has been pulling this crap all week. Obviously the guy just gets off on wasting other peoples time. Awesome.
So, a few hours later I am hefting a huge, extremely heavy tray of glasses towards the restaurant when I hear the sound of stupid. "gabble BLOBBKLE I AM HERE EVERYONE IMMEDIATELY MAKE YOUR LIVES ALL ABOUT ME!!!!" Clapping his hands. Yelling. Like a toddler, basically. This time he has his idiot girlfriend with him who has her face stuck into her phone texting the entire time.
M is downstairs doing "inventory" (whatever. he disappears for hours at a time and it's total BS) so I call over to him 'Hi! I'll be with you in 2 seconds!" Still carrying the gigantic tray of glasses that is actually making my arm shake and jitter.
So what does HUGE ASSHOLE do? He starts motioning me over to him and saying "Naw naw naw girl, you gotta serve us! We're here for a drink!!!"
Me: "Well, our menu is right there on the bar and I will be back as soon as I set this down"
HA: Awww, NAW GIRL, you come over here and tell me whatcha got. Regale me with your drink selection" Then he turns to his girlfriend and, without even lowering his voice, says to her "Ha! Look at her! She don't know what REGALE means!" Stupid girlfriend titters like this is the funniest thing EVER.
So I heave the giant tray of glasses over to them and say, with the biggest, fakest smile I can manage "Actually sir, I do know what regale means. I have excellent perspicacity!"
HA: "Ha, now you're making words up!"
Me" No, I'm actually not. I'm quite loquacious." (side note: vocabulary gets me hot. It's my thing. I like to get drunk and spell things. I am a turbo nerd!)
And while he processes this I say, ever so sweetly, "And now I really have to put these glasses away so you're just going to have to regale yourself for a minute"
And after all of that...guess what they ordered? Yeah, 2 bottles of water.
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