For some extra coin i'm waiting tables/bartending out here . . . and yeah, people are ridiculous. Like if i'm taking some plates away from a table . . . hm, hands are full - but sure, I can take 6 drink orders from you right now, and bring you the salt from the next table over, oh yes guacamole, that'll be extra but i'll get it right now, yes those are in fact tostados . . . yes i know what that means.
Anyway - last weekend a couple came in, sat down, were very curt w/ me, whatever though - I took their order and brought some drinks. B/c they acted all pissed off, i paid more attention to them, brought them things first and stopped by a lot. Well, the food gets stuck behind 2 lg groups, takes a little longer than usual - not more than 10 minutes though, seriously. Well they eat, i come when they drop napkin and the guy actually says:
"We have theatre tickets, and it starts in 3 minutes. Can you bring the ticket now please? The food took too long, and we're going to be late. I paid a lot for these tickets . . . you understand."
The tip? one dollar, on a forty dollar ticket (aka 2.5%) . . . thanks buddy, b/c it's my fault that chorizo takes that long to cook. I'll be fine with my $3.09 an hour, I don't need your help at all.
I love the job though - just hate the people some times. Every time you work, you get at least one of 'those tables' . . .
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