This might have been cheaper if I'd gotten the burger I was musing instead of going for this big heaping fried clam plate. The fried clams at this restaurant are okay, but nothing to sing about. My roommate also ordered a fried clam plate, which was all well and good...until the waitress confused us for each other.
I took a sip of my soda and noticed that it was diet. Roommate, on the other hand, was draining away at my cola and giving me furtive glances, hoping I wouldn't notice. I snatched my soda out of his hand and shoved his nasty diet cola at him.
However, this happened three times. Each time, the sodas would come, we'd each take a sip, and swap them. Then his dessert landed in front of me. Mine landed in front of him.
The checks arrived. The difference in meals was modest, but he'd ordered some treats from the dessert cart in a box to take home, and there was no way I was paying for those. His check landed in front of me, mine landed in front of him, but some of my items were on his check, and some of his items were on mine.
We politely corrected the waitress and sent the checks back. She returned to the register and a few minutes later returned with the checks again - and again, his landed in front of me, and mine landed in front of him.
The third time we got the checks, it was clear that she was at least making an effort, as some of his items had been returned to his check, but it was still a few dollars' off. Apologizing all over the place, the waitress returned to the register and ran the checks again. Again, she handed Roommate my check and me Roommate's check, but this time we were able to just swap them - at least they were consistent. She ran our cards, and when she returned to the table, she put his card in front of me and my card in front of him.
The next day, I was on my way to an Event. So, I popped open my checking account on the computer, and my jaw hit the floor and bounced.
I'd been charged twice for my own meal and once for his, for a total deduction from my bank account of $80 for one meal. Roommate had not been charged at all. Those were some highly expensive fried clams, right there.
If I'd just been charged for both meals, I would have hit Roommate up for the sum and that would have been the end of it. As it was, I got on the horn to the restaurant immediately, rendering me late to the Event. The woman who picked up the phone on the other end said that she'd get a manager and disappeared. Another woman picked up the phone, said the manager would call me when he was available, and also disappeared. No manager ever called back, and I haven't had the chance to take another shot at it today.
This could still be interpreted as a string of honest mistakes, or we could be moving into brush-off territory. Either way, I think tomorrow merits a personal visit to the establishment for a reasonable and rehearsed discussion, sans raised voices or suck. Right now, I'm working on disputing the payments online, which I hope won't interfere with a potential refund.
Better luck next time.
Love, Who?
I took a sip of my soda and noticed that it was diet. Roommate, on the other hand, was draining away at my cola and giving me furtive glances, hoping I wouldn't notice. I snatched my soda out of his hand and shoved his nasty diet cola at him.
However, this happened three times. Each time, the sodas would come, we'd each take a sip, and swap them. Then his dessert landed in front of me. Mine landed in front of him.
The checks arrived. The difference in meals was modest, but he'd ordered some treats from the dessert cart in a box to take home, and there was no way I was paying for those. His check landed in front of me, mine landed in front of him, but some of my items were on his check, and some of his items were on mine.
We politely corrected the waitress and sent the checks back. She returned to the register and a few minutes later returned with the checks again - and again, his landed in front of me, and mine landed in front of him.
The third time we got the checks, it was clear that she was at least making an effort, as some of his items had been returned to his check, but it was still a few dollars' off. Apologizing all over the place, the waitress returned to the register and ran the checks again. Again, she handed Roommate my check and me Roommate's check, but this time we were able to just swap them - at least they were consistent. She ran our cards, and when she returned to the table, she put his card in front of me and my card in front of him.
The next day, I was on my way to an Event. So, I popped open my checking account on the computer, and my jaw hit the floor and bounced.
I'd been charged twice for my own meal and once for his, for a total deduction from my bank account of $80 for one meal. Roommate had not been charged at all. Those were some highly expensive fried clams, right there.
If I'd just been charged for both meals, I would have hit Roommate up for the sum and that would have been the end of it. As it was, I got on the horn to the restaurant immediately, rendering me late to the Event. The woman who picked up the phone on the other end said that she'd get a manager and disappeared. Another woman picked up the phone, said the manager would call me when he was available, and also disappeared. No manager ever called back, and I haven't had the chance to take another shot at it today.
This could still be interpreted as a string of honest mistakes, or we could be moving into brush-off territory. Either way, I think tomorrow merits a personal visit to the establishment for a reasonable and rehearsed discussion, sans raised voices or suck. Right now, I'm working on disputing the payments online, which I hope won't interfere with a potential refund.
Better luck next time.
Love, Who?
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