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It’s a beautiful Friday night, 7pm. Most people realize that any restaurant that they go to is going to be busy. Most people understand, not only might you have to wait for a table, but you might not get your ideal table either.
This older couple came in and asked for a table for a party of two. We told them that we only had two tops, smaller tables with room for two chairs. I took them to one of these and they turned their noses up at it. I told them that it would be a fifteen minute wait for a bigger table. I can understand not wanting one of these, they are small and tucked into the corners.
They stood in a huff in the store, our chain has a gift shop as well as a restaurant, for their table until one finally opened up. When I took them to their table they told me that they wanted one by a window, again Friday night, not many options. I told them that this was the only table. Luckily a window table was being cleaned off; it had been occupied by a family with children so there were still high chairs and booster seats. They couldn’t wait for those to be cleared, they proceeded to storm over to the table and throw the high chair across the dining room and complain to the server and to the manager where they proceeded to call myself and my co workers a bunch of F***ing idiots.
On another note, all of the children who came in today were well behaved. No whining, no running around, no screaming. This couple could have learned a thing or two about how to act in public from those little ones. Alas, they eventually left and disappeared into the haze of suckery.
This older couple came in and asked for a table for a party of two. We told them that we only had two tops, smaller tables with room for two chairs. I took them to one of these and they turned their noses up at it. I told them that it would be a fifteen minute wait for a bigger table. I can understand not wanting one of these, they are small and tucked into the corners.
They stood in a huff in the store, our chain has a gift shop as well as a restaurant, for their table until one finally opened up. When I took them to their table they told me that they wanted one by a window, again Friday night, not many options. I told them that this was the only table. Luckily a window table was being cleaned off; it had been occupied by a family with children so there were still high chairs and booster seats. They couldn’t wait for those to be cleared, they proceeded to storm over to the table and throw the high chair across the dining room and complain to the server and to the manager where they proceeded to call myself and my co workers a bunch of F***ing idiots.
On another note, all of the children who came in today were well behaved. No whining, no running around, no screaming. This couple could have learned a thing or two about how to act in public from those little ones. Alas, they eventually left and disappeared into the haze of suckery.
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