This happened a few days ago. This EW didn't seem to get the idea of a different menu for dinner. Although our lunch & dinner menus are different, there are a few common items. (generally, the dinner menu has a greater selection, and although bit more expensive, dinner items comes w/ soup or salad.)
Me: Take a guess
EW: Entitlement Whore
EWW: EW's Wife.
EW & EWW walk in around 4.30 and are sat in my section.
Me: Hi there. Welcome to The Restaurant, our soups today are [etc...]
EW: Is this a dinner menu?
Me: Yes, it is.
EWW: We want lunch menus. [EW & W toss the dinner menus in my general direction]
Me: I'm sorry, but we stop serving lunch at 4pm.
EW: It's only 4.30
Me: Again, i'm sorry, but we stop serving lunch and start the dinner service at 4 o clock.
EWW: So!? We came here for lunch!
EW: Yeah... you really should make an exception for us.
Me (trying to remain polite): Again. We stop serving lunch at 4. You can order anything you like off the dinner menu. Now... Our soups tonight are [cream of blah] and [chunky blah]. Can i get you anything to drink while you look at the menu?
EW: I TOLD YOU, WE WANT FUCKING LUNCH MENUS! GO! NOW! LUNCH MENUS!
Me: Sir... This is a family friendly restaurant, and i have to ask you to refrain from using that language.
(by now, my wonderful kickass manager (WKA) has walked over)
EW: FUCK YOU! GET ME A LUNCH MENU!
WKA: Sir, you have 30 seconds to get out before i call the police.
*EW & W leave, whilst mumbling how we don't care about customers, etc... *
Me: Have a nice day!
WKA: That guy's a fucktard.
Me: Take a guess
EW: Entitlement Whore
EWW: EW's Wife.
EW & EWW walk in around 4.30 and are sat in my section.
Me: Hi there. Welcome to The Restaurant, our soups today are [etc...]
EW: Is this a dinner menu?
Me: Yes, it is.
EWW: We want lunch menus. [EW & W toss the dinner menus in my general direction]
Me: I'm sorry, but we stop serving lunch at 4pm.
EW: It's only 4.30
Me: Again, i'm sorry, but we stop serving lunch and start the dinner service at 4 o clock.
EWW: So!? We came here for lunch!
EW: Yeah... you really should make an exception for us.
Me (trying to remain polite): Again. We stop serving lunch at 4. You can order anything you like off the dinner menu. Now... Our soups tonight are [cream of blah] and [chunky blah]. Can i get you anything to drink while you look at the menu?
EW: I TOLD YOU, WE WANT FUCKING LUNCH MENUS! GO! NOW! LUNCH MENUS!
Me: Sir... This is a family friendly restaurant, and i have to ask you to refrain from using that language.
(by now, my wonderful kickass manager (WKA) has walked over)
EW: FUCK YOU! GET ME A LUNCH MENU!
WKA: Sir, you have 30 seconds to get out before i call the police.
*EW & W leave, whilst mumbling how we don't care about customers, etc... *
Me: Have a nice day!
WKA: That guy's a fucktard.
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