All those stories of closing time suckage reminded me of this tale I have from when I was a Hostess for local Italian restaurant & lounge.
It was on a Sunday and the owner, V was out at the hospital with his wife due to his MIL having a broken hip. As usual, it was a slow night and it was just me, M &E the two waiters, T the bartender and little V (no relation) the busboy. It was incredibly slow and M decided to call V and close early for the night and got V's approval for it, once the last table was done. That last table was a white couple who was finishing their main course was waiting for their dessert and tab.
All night I kept getting calls from this same person asking about when we close, and I didn't realize that the same person (who was black) was the one that showed up 15 minutes after the kitchen started closing up shop after the white couple got their dessert. That same person came in with a group of 8 people. I explained to them that the kitchen closed over 10 minutes ago and that they won't be able to be served. The woman wasn't having it, so I explained to her ad nauseum, until M came out. He explained to her what happened with our boss and also again that the kitchen was closed. The little girl in the group sees the white couple eating their last course and says "How come they're eating?". We told her that they were the last ones that came in before we closed. Then the mom goes with the ever popular question pulled from the deck of race cards "Is it because we're black?" M and I tell her no. She and her group walk out.
Our co-workers got a good laugh out of it, and our boss when we told him about it the next day.
It was on a Sunday and the owner, V was out at the hospital with his wife due to his MIL having a broken hip. As usual, it was a slow night and it was just me, M &E the two waiters, T the bartender and little V (no relation) the busboy. It was incredibly slow and M decided to call V and close early for the night and got V's approval for it, once the last table was done. That last table was a white couple who was finishing their main course was waiting for their dessert and tab.
All night I kept getting calls from this same person asking about when we close, and I didn't realize that the same person (who was black) was the one that showed up 15 minutes after the kitchen started closing up shop after the white couple got their dessert. That same person came in with a group of 8 people. I explained to them that the kitchen closed over 10 minutes ago and that they won't be able to be served. The woman wasn't having it, so I explained to her ad nauseum, until M came out. He explained to her what happened with our boss and also again that the kitchen was closed. The little girl in the group sees the white couple eating their last course and says "How come they're eating?". We told her that they were the last ones that came in before we closed. Then the mom goes with the ever popular question pulled from the deck of race cards "Is it because we're black?" M and I tell her no. She and her group walk out.

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