So, today I had two amazing tables. One amazing in every sence of the word and the other amazing in how sucky they could get.
First the sucky table.
The guy looked like on extra on the set of dukes of hazzard. mullett and handlebar moustache and all. the woman looked like the runner up for the trailer park beauty pagent.
When they came in I immedatly took their order seeing as I sat them. When I put an order in I always print out a bill for them. This comes with a timestamp on it. it was 9:50. This is important.
I bring them their meal at 10:10. So it took 20 mins for food to get to them. They seem fine. They say nothing to me. They do however flag down the manager. The very much a pushover manager.
They tell the POM (Push Over Manager) that they did not get service for a while when they sat down, and that it took over an hour for food to get to them. (they knew what they wanted the second they walked in the door and did not even look at the menu)
I tell POM that that canno be true. I watched them walk in the door and I sat them. That they knew and were telling me their order before they took off their coats. I also showed him the bill with the timestamp on it. And that furthermore I did not even walk into the building till 9:30 so it was impossible for them to be here that long.
He comped half their meal.
I called him spineless.
Their bill came to $6.83. They left $7.00 on the table. I got a $0.17 tip.
Now for something completely diffrent.
The table right next to the amazingly sucky table, was the truely amazing table.
They heard what was going on.
They told me that it was a bunch of crap. That the other table should have gone to burger king. They were there 5 mins before the other table. (which is true, yay timestamps!)
I told them what had happned.
They left me a 68% tip.
I love them.
I did however wish evil things upon the amazingly sucky table. My co-workers burst out giggling at my mutterings. which consisted of hoping that their sister/wife/grandma was pregnant and did not know who was the father was, you, your dad, or your nephew. who happened to be only 2 men.
First the sucky table.
The guy looked like on extra on the set of dukes of hazzard. mullett and handlebar moustache and all. the woman looked like the runner up for the trailer park beauty pagent.
When they came in I immedatly took their order seeing as I sat them. When I put an order in I always print out a bill for them. This comes with a timestamp on it. it was 9:50. This is important.
I bring them their meal at 10:10. So it took 20 mins for food to get to them. They seem fine. They say nothing to me. They do however flag down the manager. The very much a pushover manager.
They tell the POM (Push Over Manager) that they did not get service for a while when they sat down, and that it took over an hour for food to get to them. (they knew what they wanted the second they walked in the door and did not even look at the menu)
I tell POM that that canno be true. I watched them walk in the door and I sat them. That they knew and were telling me their order before they took off their coats. I also showed him the bill with the timestamp on it. And that furthermore I did not even walk into the building till 9:30 so it was impossible for them to be here that long.
He comped half their meal.
I called him spineless.
Their bill came to $6.83. They left $7.00 on the table. I got a $0.17 tip.
Now for something completely diffrent.
The table right next to the amazingly sucky table, was the truely amazing table.
They heard what was going on.
They told me that it was a bunch of crap. That the other table should have gone to burger king. They were there 5 mins before the other table. (which is true, yay timestamps!)
I told them what had happned.
They left me a 68% tip.
I love them.
I did however wish evil things upon the amazingly sucky table. My co-workers burst out giggling at my mutterings. which consisted of hoping that their sister/wife/grandma was pregnant and did not know who was the father was, you, your dad, or your nephew. who happened to be only 2 men.
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