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So, me and the boy had a coupon for buy one meals get the other free at wagamama, so we went there for lunch. It was coming to the end of the lunchtime rush, the place was a litle trashed and busy, but we've always had good food and service there.
We were sat next to this utter chav cliche family. Mother looking about 20 years older than she probably was, with one of those grey skins that speaks of too much junk food, stinking of stale cigarettes, her daughter, bad fake tan and too much cheap bleach, her daughters partner, pasty, weedy, vitamin d deficient mouth breather and her granddaughter, who was screaming and throwing food all ove the place. They weren't even saying to the little girl not to do that, just grinning inanely at her.
They were just finishing up when we got there, and the Older woman was muttering about wanting their bill. The she said, barely loud enough for me to hear it (one seat away from her) that she wanted the bill. The waitress, at this point, is talking to another customer, abouut four feet away.
So then the mother starts her muttering
'Oh she's fucking deaf she is, she shouldn't be working here, I want to pay, don't they want me to pay', so on, ad nauseum.
She finally gets enough sense to actually goup to the now (free) waitress and snappily inform her they want her bill.
Soon enough, they're out of our hair, leaving nothing left of their presence except a ton of miss, no tip and a lingering odour of stale cigarette smoke.
Now, we had a few problems with our order (two of the things I wanted were out) but they were lovely about it, gave us free green tea and told us about other coupons we could get. SO as well as a tip as good as we could afford, I also left the staff there the web address for here.
We were sat next to this utter chav cliche family. Mother looking about 20 years older than she probably was, with one of those grey skins that speaks of too much junk food, stinking of stale cigarettes, her daughter, bad fake tan and too much cheap bleach, her daughters partner, pasty, weedy, vitamin d deficient mouth breather and her granddaughter, who was screaming and throwing food all ove the place. They weren't even saying to the little girl not to do that, just grinning inanely at her.
They were just finishing up when we got there, and the Older woman was muttering about wanting their bill. The she said, barely loud enough for me to hear it (one seat away from her) that she wanted the bill. The waitress, at this point, is talking to another customer, abouut four feet away.
So then the mother starts her muttering
'Oh she's fucking deaf she is, she shouldn't be working here, I want to pay, don't they want me to pay', so on, ad nauseum.
She finally gets enough sense to actually goup to the now (free) waitress and snappily inform her they want her bill.
Soon enough, they're out of our hair, leaving nothing left of their presence except a ton of miss, no tip and a lingering odour of stale cigarette smoke.
Now, we had a few problems with our order (two of the things I wanted were out) but they were lovely about it, gave us free green tea and told us about other coupons we could get. SO as well as a tip as good as we could afford, I also left the staff there the web address for here.
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