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So my second Saturday at the new place, I was bartending with my lovely female coworker "Queenie," and an older guy walked in. I should preface this story by explaining that while this guy was pretty douchey, he was also lots of fun, and funny....these things are not mutually exclusive.
Anyway, Fun Loving Douche orders a glass of wine, and while he is at the jukebox, I poured him said glass. But Queenie noticed some lipstick on the wine glass (something I am horrible about not seeing more often), and switched out the glasses. But right as she was switching them out, FLD returned to his seat, and since he saw her switching glasses, she quickly explained that she had seen "fingerprints" on the glass, and wanted him to have a clean glass. (Queenie was clearly thinking on her feet!) And amusingly he said, "Well, at least it wasn't lipstick."
A bit later, FLD states that if he keeps sitting there drinking wine, he may well be the first person to get thrown out of the Q. I turn to my boss, who was standing just a bit away, and said, "Hey Boss, have we thrown anyone out of here yet?" Boss said, "Not yet, but the day is still young." I laughed. "Great--this guy thinks he may be first!" My boss looks at FLD and says, "Good luck with that!"
Into his second glass of wine, FLD asks me for a menu, not that he's hungry, but he just wants to check it out. No problem. "Here ya go, but keep in mind, we're currently out of the turkey burger."
A little while later, my Head Chef comes out of the kitchen, looking exasperated. "Jester, I TOLD you we're out of the turkey burger?" What? Wait...what? I didn't order a turkey burg-- At which point Queenie comes up and says, "Oh, I did. FLD wanted one." I HAD forgotten to mention to Queenie when she came on that we were out of the turkey burger. Whoops! But I told her and HC right there, "That's weird. I TOLD him we were out of that." So I walk up to FLD, with Queenie trailing behind me, and I say, "Sir, I told you when I gave you the menu that we were out of the turkey burger." I was expecting a "Oh, that's right! My bad!" Or something along those lines. Nope. "Yeah you did, but I just wanted to see if Queenie was on the ball."
At this point Queenie and I agreed that this guy is a douchebag, and that that had been a douchebag maneuver.
Later FLD is bantering with some other guys sitting near him at the bar, jokingly asking them for tastes of their food, etc. It's all in good clean fun, and they're laughing with him as much as at him. But at one point, as I was at that point of the bar, FLD says, "Do you guys offer a senior citizen discount? You know, for guys like them?" Indicating the guys he was bantering with.
Without missing a beat, I said, "No, but we do have an asshole discount for guys like you."
The group of guys start roaring with laughter, except for one guy, who got a stunned look on his face, then immediately got a huge smile and high-fived me. Queenie was in utter shock, not believing I had actually said that.
To FLD's credit, he laughed along with us. And to my credit, I comped his next glass of wine.
But yeah, I think Queenie is starting to learn what Saturdays are going to be like working with me.......
Anyway, Fun Loving Douche orders a glass of wine, and while he is at the jukebox, I poured him said glass. But Queenie noticed some lipstick on the wine glass (something I am horrible about not seeing more often), and switched out the glasses. But right as she was switching them out, FLD returned to his seat, and since he saw her switching glasses, she quickly explained that she had seen "fingerprints" on the glass, and wanted him to have a clean glass. (Queenie was clearly thinking on her feet!) And amusingly he said, "Well, at least it wasn't lipstick."
A bit later, FLD states that if he keeps sitting there drinking wine, he may well be the first person to get thrown out of the Q. I turn to my boss, who was standing just a bit away, and said, "Hey Boss, have we thrown anyone out of here yet?" Boss said, "Not yet, but the day is still young." I laughed. "Great--this guy thinks he may be first!" My boss looks at FLD and says, "Good luck with that!"
Into his second glass of wine, FLD asks me for a menu, not that he's hungry, but he just wants to check it out. No problem. "Here ya go, but keep in mind, we're currently out of the turkey burger."
A little while later, my Head Chef comes out of the kitchen, looking exasperated. "Jester, I TOLD you we're out of the turkey burger?" What? Wait...what? I didn't order a turkey burg-- At which point Queenie comes up and says, "Oh, I did. FLD wanted one." I HAD forgotten to mention to Queenie when she came on that we were out of the turkey burger. Whoops! But I told her and HC right there, "That's weird. I TOLD him we were out of that." So I walk up to FLD, with Queenie trailing behind me, and I say, "Sir, I told you when I gave you the menu that we were out of the turkey burger." I was expecting a "Oh, that's right! My bad!" Or something along those lines. Nope. "Yeah you did, but I just wanted to see if Queenie was on the ball."
At this point Queenie and I agreed that this guy is a douchebag, and that that had been a douchebag maneuver.
Later FLD is bantering with some other guys sitting near him at the bar, jokingly asking them for tastes of their food, etc. It's all in good clean fun, and they're laughing with him as much as at him. But at one point, as I was at that point of the bar, FLD says, "Do you guys offer a senior citizen discount? You know, for guys like them?" Indicating the guys he was bantering with.
Without missing a beat, I said, "No, but we do have an asshole discount for guys like you."
The group of guys start roaring with laughter, except for one guy, who got a stunned look on his face, then immediately got a huge smile and high-fived me. Queenie was in utter shock, not believing I had actually said that.
To FLD's credit, he laughed along with us. And to my credit, I comped his next glass of wine.
But yeah, I think Queenie is starting to learn what Saturdays are going to be like working with me.......
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