so a family comes in and i go to take their order. some things you'd need to know... a Sicilian pizza is a thick square crust and has 16 slices, and a regular large (the normal) Neapolitan pizza has 8 slices. and all of this is printed clearly on our menus.
me: me
L: stupid lady, mom
F: dad of family
me: okay so are you ready to order yet?
F: actually we have some questions
me: okay sure go ahead...
F: do you have different sizes besides a large?
me: yeah, we have small medium and large.
F: oh, a medium sounds good. how big is that?
me: a medium has 6 slices.
F: hmmm how about a large?
me: a large has 8 slices.
L: oh okay, well we'll get a large then with bacon and half hot peppers.
me: okay great.
*Note - no where in the conversation is "thick" "sicilian" "16" "square" even mentioned by this woman. so times passes and i bring out the pizza. as soon as i set it on the table.
L: WHAT'S THIS?? I WANTED THE THICK ONE
*a flash of anger sparks in me*
me: no... all you said was that you wanted a large with 8 slices.
*i quickly realize i'm about to bop this woman upside her head and become nice again*
me: i'm sorry about this...
the dad is pretty cool and is telling his wife to cool it and it's okay. i guess he knows they didn't actually order a sicilian. anyway i go to my other tables and i notice she is still yelling and bickering to husband this time pointing at menu (i don't think she opened it before) and when i came back she was really sweet to me and even left a 5 dollar tip. i guess she realized it was her mistake haha.
i hate when customers do this though because i genuinely want the customer to enjoy themselves when they dine out and when they turn on me when it's not my fault in the least, it makes me feel sad and guilty like it really is my fault even though it isn't. aghhh.
me: me
L: stupid lady, mom
F: dad of family
me: okay so are you ready to order yet?
F: actually we have some questions
me: okay sure go ahead...
F: do you have different sizes besides a large?
me: yeah, we have small medium and large.
F: oh, a medium sounds good. how big is that?
me: a medium has 6 slices.
F: hmmm how about a large?
me: a large has 8 slices.
L: oh okay, well we'll get a large then with bacon and half hot peppers.
me: okay great.
*Note - no where in the conversation is "thick" "sicilian" "16" "square" even mentioned by this woman. so times passes and i bring out the pizza. as soon as i set it on the table.
L: WHAT'S THIS?? I WANTED THE THICK ONE
*a flash of anger sparks in me*
me: no... all you said was that you wanted a large with 8 slices.
*i quickly realize i'm about to bop this woman upside her head and become nice again*
me: i'm sorry about this...
the dad is pretty cool and is telling his wife to cool it and it's okay. i guess he knows they didn't actually order a sicilian. anyway i go to my other tables and i notice she is still yelling and bickering to husband this time pointing at menu (i don't think she opened it before) and when i came back she was really sweet to me and even left a 5 dollar tip. i guess she realized it was her mistake haha.
i hate when customers do this though because i genuinely want the customer to enjoy themselves when they dine out and when they turn on me when it's not my fault in the least, it makes me feel sad and guilty like it really is my fault even though it isn't. aghhh.
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