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    From today:


    I don't care. Really.

    Lady: I want the junior appetizer meal.
    Me: Okay, but I just want to let you know that because you're over 12 and ordering off the children's menu that I have to charge you a dollar extra.
    Lady: I'm a diabetic!
    Me: Um, okay?
    Lady: I'm a diabetic! Do you want to see my diabetic card! *starts to reach for her purse*
    Me: No, I don't need to see your diabetic card. It's a coorporate wide thing, the extra dollar for adults who order off the juniors menu.
    Lady: *pouts* I'm a diabetic!
    Me: No, it's a coorporate wide rule. If you aren't under the age of 12, we have to charge you a dollar extra. It still makes your meal under $6.
    Lady: Well, that's dumb.
    Me: I'm sorry, it's policy.
    Lady: Well...*pouts*


    We have the time for all that s***?!

    Lady: I have a couple of questions.
    Me: Okay, no problem. What can I help you with?
    Lady: What kind of turkey is in the hot turkey sandwich? Do you roast your own turkey and then hand carve it?
    Me: No, we don't have the time or room in our kitchens to do anything like that. Our turkey is simply sliced and packaged at a deli.
    Lady: *looks disappointed* Ooooohhh. How about your salmon? Is it fresh?
    Me: It's fresh-frozen. Not quite the same as real fresh salmon, but it's still good.
    Lady: *pouts* I guess I'll have the salmon then.
    Accompanying dumb woman: You know, there's a portion on the honored menu.
    Me: Yes, it's one piece of salmon instead of two. Would you like that?
    Lady: Yes, I only want one piece of salmon. And a baked potato. Do you use real butter? I want lots of butter.
    Me: (at this point, I don't care that I'm lying to her. If I tell her yes, she will shut up. If I tell her no, she will ask me if we churn our own butter here or butcher our own cows in the back for her culinary satisfaction) Absolutely, our butter is real butter.
    Lady: And I wasnt that with a ceasar salad. Do you use fresh romaine lettuce?
    Me: Yes, it's chopped fresh daily. (Complete BS)
    Lady: Excellent. Can I have a lemon and four crutons with my ceasar? I also want the dressing on the side, otherwise it gets all soggy.
    Me:...Right.
    Accompanying dumb woman: Quiche.
    Me: What?
    Accompanying dumb woman: I want quiche.
    Me: The breakfast or the dinner plate?
    ADW: Quiche.
    Me: *tries not to roll my eyes* What kind of quiche would you like?
    ADW: Quiche.
    Me: We have ham and cheese; bacon, mushroom and pepperjack; and ham and cheese.
    ADW: The bacon, mushroom, pepperjack.
    Me: With fruit or a salad?
    ADW: I want soup.
    Me: Okay then, sure.

    I walk away from the table, muttering "psychos" and other irritated sounds - I spent over five minutes explaining to the lady that her stupid salmon wasn't caught just outside our backdoor at a mystical creek that happens to flow in the grassy area between the street and the Pit.

    And then I bring salmon lady her pre-dinner salad and bread, as per procedure:

    Salmon lady: Can I have butter?
    Me: You mean more butter?
    Salmon lady: Yes, I want more butter. Lots of butter. Please.
    Me:...okay.

    So I retrieve her butter, and then (of course):

    Additional dumb woman: Where's my soup, girl?
    Me:...um, it comes out with your quiche.
    ADW: Well, I would prefer my soup now, waitress.
    Me:....
    ADW: I want my soup now!
    Me: Okay, anything anyone else needs right now?
    ADW: My soup!
    Me: Right, besides that.
    Everyone else at table: *SILENCE*
    Me: Okay then. *departs table*

    I return with the soup, and ADW starts sucking it down. I mean, she was a soup eating monster. She must have been very hungry. (I guess consuming the souls of all food service professionals at the previous places she had eaten could not satiate her hunger).

    And then:

    Salmon lady: Can I have more butter?
    Me: *looks at her plate, seeing only salad and no more bread. Nothing on her plate requires butter....at least, in my opinion. Butter on salad?* Um, sure...

    I return with SL's (bowl of) butter, and finally the evil soup monster is satiated. Thank goodness. I think they stiffed me in the end....wait. Unless you count the tiny little smudge of our horrible, fake, and heart-clogging margarine at the bottom of her bowl. Did she tip me in her favorite food?
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  • #2
    Jeez, and I thought my dad ate a lot of butter with his food. What a bunch of idiots. As for the other SC, I have only one word to describe her: cheapskate.
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    • #3
      The lady wanted butter, and since you didn't have any and gave her margarine, and she sucked it all down.......

      That woman has no tastebuds if she can't tell the difference between butter and margarine (ew).

      No tastebuds...none at all......hmm....I think I will have some butter on my english muffin.
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      • #4
        And I thought I had weird customers when I was a waitress....
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        • #5
          You know what? If I asked for butter, and was given margarine instead, I'd be very upset.
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          • #6
            Diabetic lady is a loser. Bet she gets in line at the store and says, "I'm a diabetic!" when they tell her her coupons expired, or "I'm a diabetic!" when the police pulls her over for having expired inspection sticker. Sad sack of shit.

            The other people are just a**holes.

            Me: Okay, anything anyone else needs right now?
            ADW: My soup!
            Me: Right, besides that.
            Everyone else at table: *SILENCE*
            Me: Okay then. *departs table*
            I was expecting the other table members complaining "You forgot my...!" when they didn't even mention needing that. Or something like that.
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            • #7
              the butter monster would have been better off with real butter, margirane is so fake its bad for you, so yay for her shorter life span (sorry I am evil today)

              as for the diabetic lady, so what if it is 6 bux, yesh....
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              • #8
                Quoth Becks View Post
                You know what? If I asked for butter, and was given margarine instead, I'd be very upset.

                Yeah - but you wouldn't be acting like an EW either, so you wouldn't deserve to be fooled like she did.
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                • #9
                  Good point.

                  And I'm still going to steal your siggy someday.
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                  • #10
                    On the topic of an adult ordering from the kid's menu....


                    Outback Steakhouse has the best mac & cheese EVER.

                    Granted, it is on the kid's menu, but they have no problem at all with adults ordering it. Its quite cheap, too, considering the portion size.


                    However, the temptation of the Drover's Platter always gets the better of me, so no mac & cheese.

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                    • #11
                      Can I ask what the thought process behind charging adults more for the juniors menu is? I'm not saying the lady wasn't sucky, she was, but I know that I would be a little upset if someone tried to charge me $6 for the exact same thing that they charge someone else $5 for just because I happen to be older. It's not like you're adding more food to the meal or doing anything at all different.

                      I know that it's not something you have control over or anything for someone to fuss at you for, but if a restaurant told me that, I would leave and not be a patron of that business anymore.
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                      • #12
                        I believe that the point is that these meals are designed for children (smaller portions) and are also being sold for much less profit (if any) than the adult meals, the idea being that the adults with the children will order platters, or larger meals. The lack of profit from the Kid's Menu is compensated for by the profit on the adult meals.

                        So when an adult orders from the Kid's Menu, it cuts into the restaurants profits, and they want to make it back. Therefore they charge more for an adult to order from the Kid's menu.

                        Do I have that right?

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                        • #13
                          Quoth BroSCFischer View Post
                          So when an adult orders from the Kid's Menu, it cuts into the restaurants profits, and they want to make it back. Therefore they charge more for an adult to order from the Kid's menu.

                          Do I have that right?

                          SC
                          I get that, but restaurant portions are too big anyway. I can't eat that much food and I don't really like leftovers, so food not eaten goes to waste. I see no reason why I should pay $15 for a plate when all I want is what is on the $5 kids plate. Maybe they should change the profit margin on the kids menu. Or maybe companies should start doing a "smaller portions" menu, kinda like Fridays did. Really, what some restaurants serve as a "portion" is really what should be like 3 or 4 separate meals!
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                          • #14
                            Quoth RetailWorkhorse View Post
                            No tastebuds...none at all......hmm....I think I will have some butter on my english muffin.
                            Or, rather, some english muffin on her copious mounds of butter...
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                            • #15
                              Quoth cloudiko View Post
                              Additional dumb woman: Where's my soup, girl?
                              Me:...um, it comes out with your quiche.
                              ADW: Well, I would prefer my soup now, waitress.
                              Me:....
                              ADW: I want my soup now!
                              What a bitch! Where the hell do these people get off talking to someone like that?! I just don't understand it.
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