Mushroom Mayhem
A husband was ordering for his wife at the bar. A co-worker served him. He was ordering her a steak meal.
CW: And would you like peas and mushrooms, or a side salad?
H: Just peas, nothing else.
CW: OK.
CW types in “NO MUSHROOMS” on the order. He repeats this back to the husband and completes the order. I take the meals out.
Me: ...and I have the steak meal *places on table* Enjoy your meals.
The wife immediately raised her beak and screeched.
W: Excuuuuuuuuuuuuusee meeeeeeeeee?! But where are the mushrooms?
Me: Oh. The check says “No mushrooms” but I can go back and-
W: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Whatever. Just get me my mushrooms and spare me your pathetic excuses for your own idiocy.
Me: How about I go print out the order and show you what I –
W: Lies, lies, lies.
Me: Right, I don’t want to talk to you anymore. I will send someone else over with your mushrooms.
W: Pathetic liar.
I didn’t send someone over until she had pretty much finished her meal.
You Can’t Win
A lady ordered a cheese sandwich. It was sent out to her.
L: There isn’t enough cheese in this! Take it back!
I took it back to the kitchen and shoved a couple of extra slices in it. I returned to her table.
L: Have you even bothered putting any more in? I want more cheese!
I took it back, shoved three or four slices in and went back to the table.
L: I said more cheese! Not a miniscule amount!
I went back again, and I threw a handful of grated cheese into the sandwich.
L: What do you think you are doing? Are you calling me fat? Are you trying to say something? I can’t eat all that cheese! It’s unhealthy! You are making fun of me!
Me: For God’s sake.
I turned on my heel and walked away. I sent the manager over.
A husband was ordering for his wife at the bar. A co-worker served him. He was ordering her a steak meal.
CW: And would you like peas and mushrooms, or a side salad?
H: Just peas, nothing else.
CW: OK.
CW types in “NO MUSHROOMS” on the order. He repeats this back to the husband and completes the order. I take the meals out.
Me: ...and I have the steak meal *places on table* Enjoy your meals.
The wife immediately raised her beak and screeched.
W: Excuuuuuuuuuuuuusee meeeeeeeeee?! But where are the mushrooms?
Me: Oh. The check says “No mushrooms” but I can go back and-
W: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Whatever. Just get me my mushrooms and spare me your pathetic excuses for your own idiocy.
Me: How about I go print out the order and show you what I –
W: Lies, lies, lies.
Me: Right, I don’t want to talk to you anymore. I will send someone else over with your mushrooms.
W: Pathetic liar.
I didn’t send someone over until she had pretty much finished her meal.
You Can’t Win
A lady ordered a cheese sandwich. It was sent out to her.
L: There isn’t enough cheese in this! Take it back!
I took it back to the kitchen and shoved a couple of extra slices in it. I returned to her table.
L: Have you even bothered putting any more in? I want more cheese!
I took it back, shoved three or four slices in and went back to the table.
L: I said more cheese! Not a miniscule amount!
I went back again, and I threw a handful of grated cheese into the sandwich.
L: What do you think you are doing? Are you calling me fat? Are you trying to say something? I can’t eat all that cheese! It’s unhealthy! You are making fun of me!
Me: For God’s sake.
I turned on my heel and walked away. I sent the manager over.
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