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We run a Buffet Weekdays at Lunch Time and Tuesdays at night. It's a fantastic deal - all you can eat Pizza and Salad for 8 bucks (Drink not included), and is consequently very popular. On Tuesdays, we call it Family Night. Once upon a time, Family Night was a jovial affair that featured Kids Movies and Face Painting and Games, but it kinda halted after the Powers That Be took us over. Lately, we've been trying to revitalize it by making use of my extensive kids movie collection. It was working great until the Powers That Be switched us to Direct Tv and got rid of the system that let us play movies over the overhead speakers on both TVs. Sad face goes here...
Buffet is great, but it brings out it's share of Things I Hate:
- People who walk up to the Buffet, and pile half a pizza onto their plate. Come on, A) We bring out more and B) you're denying anybody else who may want a slice of that and C) Inevitably there's a ton of non-eaten slices on that plate when we go to clear the table. Really?
- Large Groups who show up, wipe out the Buffet, then complain when there's no pizza out (More on this in a bit)
- We're happy to do requests (so long as it's something we think a lot of people will eat), but sometimes we'll do one and find, due to busyness, the person who requested it didn't even get a slice (thanks usually to those Half A Pizza people).
- Men who come to Family Night then whine when we're showing a kids movie instead of ESPN. It's for the Kids! It's one night a week! Come on!
- People who request a Pizza near the end of the buffet then only eat one slice of it. Grrr...
- Nt Buffet related, but people who ask me complex questions about beer. I don't know. I don't drink. The extent of my beer knowledge is the name of the beer and how much it costs. I don't know the alchohol content. I don't know what it tastes like. I don't drink. Stop asking me. (True story: Guy asks me a lot of questions, I mention I don't drink, and he stares at me for a moment before asking "Well, then what do you drink? Water... Soda... Milk... Tea... you know, not Beer. He later complained there wasn't enough alchohol in his drink. Didn't you drive to get here buddy? Bah...)
Which leads me to the point that We Are Not A Bar:
Last night was Buffet night, and as the last couple weeks had been kinda slow, I figured we'd be fine. We'd managed to get the DVD player hooked up to one of the TV's (the other was playing a Baseball game) and we got our kids movie rolling. It was slow, everything was fine...
Then a guy walks in. Orders a buffet, a picher of beer, then casually mentions that there are 16 MORE OF THEM Walking In.
Ohhboy. The Buffet is cleared in seconds, and they start demanding to know where the Pizzas are. They're coming, they're coming.
Even so, they weren't terrible, (other then demanding a basketball game on the ONE TV reserved for the kids movie - the tv, that incidently, was in front of the one place in the Restraunt they decided to occupy). But what really drove me nuts was the amount of beer they bought.
We are not a bar. We have 8 different beers on tap (unusually high for a Pizza Castle) but that's it. On an average night we'll sell a couple glasses and maybe a Pitcher. On an intense night, we'll sell 4-5 pitchers and 16 odd glasses. Like I said, we are not a bar.
These 17 guys ordered, between the lot of them, 27 Pitchers of Beer. Twenty. Seven. That's nearly a Pitcher and a Half per person. We ran out of pitchers to give them. We ran out of glasses to give them. I'm pretty sure they emptied at least two of our beer cases (which are supposed to last a week to two weeks). Fortunately, they were rooming at the hotel across the street, so none of them drove anywhere. I hope.
At 9:00, 30 minutes before close, one of them asked when we closed. I told them, and he said, quote, "Don't worry, we don't want to make you stay long. We'll leave by then."
An hour later, they finally did leave, leaving a huge mess for the only two remaining people - myself and my driver - in the restraunt to clean up. Oiy.
So please friends, if you're going to order that much beer, go to a bar? You'll have a better selection and you want drive poor Pizza guys like me crazy.
Buffet is great, but it brings out it's share of Things I Hate:
- People who walk up to the Buffet, and pile half a pizza onto their plate. Come on, A) We bring out more and B) you're denying anybody else who may want a slice of that and C) Inevitably there's a ton of non-eaten slices on that plate when we go to clear the table. Really?
- Large Groups who show up, wipe out the Buffet, then complain when there's no pizza out (More on this in a bit)
- We're happy to do requests (so long as it's something we think a lot of people will eat), but sometimes we'll do one and find, due to busyness, the person who requested it didn't even get a slice (thanks usually to those Half A Pizza people).
- Men who come to Family Night then whine when we're showing a kids movie instead of ESPN. It's for the Kids! It's one night a week! Come on!
- People who request a Pizza near the end of the buffet then only eat one slice of it. Grrr...
- Nt Buffet related, but people who ask me complex questions about beer. I don't know. I don't drink. The extent of my beer knowledge is the name of the beer and how much it costs. I don't know the alchohol content. I don't know what it tastes like. I don't drink. Stop asking me. (True story: Guy asks me a lot of questions, I mention I don't drink, and he stares at me for a moment before asking "Well, then what do you drink? Water... Soda... Milk... Tea... you know, not Beer. He later complained there wasn't enough alchohol in his drink. Didn't you drive to get here buddy? Bah...)
Which leads me to the point that We Are Not A Bar:
Last night was Buffet night, and as the last couple weeks had been kinda slow, I figured we'd be fine. We'd managed to get the DVD player hooked up to one of the TV's (the other was playing a Baseball game) and we got our kids movie rolling. It was slow, everything was fine...
Then a guy walks in. Orders a buffet, a picher of beer, then casually mentions that there are 16 MORE OF THEM Walking In.
Ohhboy. The Buffet is cleared in seconds, and they start demanding to know where the Pizzas are. They're coming, they're coming.
Even so, they weren't terrible, (other then demanding a basketball game on the ONE TV reserved for the kids movie - the tv, that incidently, was in front of the one place in the Restraunt they decided to occupy). But what really drove me nuts was the amount of beer they bought.
We are not a bar. We have 8 different beers on tap (unusually high for a Pizza Castle) but that's it. On an average night we'll sell a couple glasses and maybe a Pitcher. On an intense night, we'll sell 4-5 pitchers and 16 odd glasses. Like I said, we are not a bar.
These 17 guys ordered, between the lot of them, 27 Pitchers of Beer. Twenty. Seven. That's nearly a Pitcher and a Half per person. We ran out of pitchers to give them. We ran out of glasses to give them. I'm pretty sure they emptied at least two of our beer cases (which are supposed to last a week to two weeks). Fortunately, they were rooming at the hotel across the street, so none of them drove anywhere. I hope.
At 9:00, 30 minutes before close, one of them asked when we closed. I told them, and he said, quote, "Don't worry, we don't want to make you stay long. We'll leave by then."
An hour later, they finally did leave, leaving a huge mess for the only two remaining people - myself and my driver - in the restraunt to clean up. Oiy.
So please friends, if you're going to order that much beer, go to a bar? You'll have a better selection and you want drive poor Pizza guys like me crazy.
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