So I work at restaurant and handle register, phone, and I'm the waiter for tables. The people I work with don't speak English except for two other people. So me or them have to handle the phone, register, seatings, etc by ourselves. Anyway on one particular day I walked in my shift at five and noticed a lot of people waiting in the lobby, I walked into the front and then noticed about 50 tickets for the pizza man and he's going crazy. Then the cooks who can't speak English ushered me to the front right away to do the register.
So what happened is that it was Halloween and we got a lot of calls in for pizza. Unfortunately the pizza man was the only one that knew how to speak English from 12-5 shift. So he was basically stuck on the phone taking orders... when he hung up, it'd just ring again. It was crazy. When I walked in he probably had 60+ pizzas made-to be made.
So just to make the situation for me clear... I just walked in and suddenly I got this thrown in my face. 15+ angry people waiting in front of register, phone ringing like crazy, 20+ pizza already made that I had to sort through and see what each person had, phone ringing more, people coming in and sitting down waiting for their server to come serve them (me) while I'm stuck at the register/phone. And I didn't even have time to take my jacket off yet.
So amazingly things start to run a little smoother now that the pizza man has time to make pizza and has help and everything seems to be going fine now. Until....
Me: "Ummm... order #17, 2 pizzas" I shout as phone rings, I answer, "can you hold please"
Man: "It's about time" he mutters with extremely pissed off look like he wants to kill me.
So I just list off the toppings just to make sure it's the right order since there's so many. He got like sausage, mush, half pepperoni on one. When I list these he says no, I ordered half peppers. (I can't remember exactly but it was something like that) he opens it up and it sure is pepperoni instead of peppers and he just explodes like a volcano on me. (remember at this point I just arrived and I didn't take his order, pizza guy did)
Man: God damnit!! I waited for this long and now I have to get this sh*t. etc etc.
The intensity of the hate in his eyes and voice directed towards me just took me aback and I didn't really know what to think and was at a loss for words. Fortunately he didn't give me a chance to think. He got on his cell and I could hear his wife talking to him telling him it's okay, and he says that it's not okay. Then he proceeds to scream at me more hurling insults and curses while I try to think of what to do. He yells that he won't accept that pizza so I just ring him up for the other one and he leaves screaming "THIS IS BULLSH*T, F*CK YOU etc etc"
After that my spirit sank and I just felt like melting into the ground while 14 other angry people glared at me and the person on the phone is yelling "HELLO?!? HELLO?!?" and the people at the tables are glaring at me to hurry up. lol oh man what a day.
So what happened is that it was Halloween and we got a lot of calls in for pizza. Unfortunately the pizza man was the only one that knew how to speak English from 12-5 shift. So he was basically stuck on the phone taking orders... when he hung up, it'd just ring again. It was crazy. When I walked in he probably had 60+ pizzas made-to be made.
So just to make the situation for me clear... I just walked in and suddenly I got this thrown in my face. 15+ angry people waiting in front of register, phone ringing like crazy, 20+ pizza already made that I had to sort through and see what each person had, phone ringing more, people coming in and sitting down waiting for their server to come serve them (me) while I'm stuck at the register/phone. And I didn't even have time to take my jacket off yet.
So amazingly things start to run a little smoother now that the pizza man has time to make pizza and has help and everything seems to be going fine now. Until....
Me: "Ummm... order #17, 2 pizzas" I shout as phone rings, I answer, "can you hold please"
Man: "It's about time" he mutters with extremely pissed off look like he wants to kill me.
So I just list off the toppings just to make sure it's the right order since there's so many. He got like sausage, mush, half pepperoni on one. When I list these he says no, I ordered half peppers. (I can't remember exactly but it was something like that) he opens it up and it sure is pepperoni instead of peppers and he just explodes like a volcano on me. (remember at this point I just arrived and I didn't take his order, pizza guy did)
Man: God damnit!! I waited for this long and now I have to get this sh*t. etc etc.
The intensity of the hate in his eyes and voice directed towards me just took me aback and I didn't really know what to think and was at a loss for words. Fortunately he didn't give me a chance to think. He got on his cell and I could hear his wife talking to him telling him it's okay, and he says that it's not okay. Then he proceeds to scream at me more hurling insults and curses while I try to think of what to do. He yells that he won't accept that pizza so I just ring him up for the other one and he leaves screaming "THIS IS BULLSH*T, F*CK YOU etc etc"
After that my spirit sank and I just felt like melting into the ground while 14 other angry people glared at me and the person on the phone is yelling "HELLO?!? HELLO?!?" and the people at the tables are glaring at me to hurry up. lol oh man what a day.
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