Parent your children people!
I really can't stand kids. Its not all kids. A certain type of kids. The ones that seem to becoming more of the mainstream, no thanks to their idiot spineless parents.
When was there the switch from my generation to the generation of entitlement? Growing up, my mother would not only beat our backsides red for misbehaving in a restaurant, we would also be sent to sit in the car and not eat while the family finished up dinner. How many times as a server have I nearly killed myself and dropped trays due to kids? More then I can sit here and count! And its not until such an extreme outcome that the parents will nonchalantly say, " oh honey go sit down"
The parents just let the kids run around the damn restaurant like its the playground! Idiot parents! Wake up!! You are the same type of morons that will sue the restaurant and put me out of a job when your child gets hurt because someone dropped a tray on their head!
Eating out is a PRIVELEDGE!! You are GUESTS!! This is not romper room! It is a restaurant will dangerous things all around! Glassware, sharp utensils, hot liquids! Strap your stupid kids to their chair, or better yet send them to the car! Quit showing your kids that they are entitled to do whatever the hell they want! Uggghh! I don't know who is worse, the kids, or the moron parents!
When was there the switch from my generation to the generation of entitlement? Growing up, my mother would not only beat our backsides red for misbehaving in a restaurant, we would also be sent to sit in the car and not eat while the family finished up dinner. How many times as a server have I nearly killed myself and dropped trays due to kids? More then I can sit here and count! And its not until such an extreme outcome that the parents will nonchalantly say, " oh honey go sit down"
The parents just let the kids run around the damn restaurant like its the playground! Idiot parents! Wake up!! You are the same type of morons that will sue the restaurant and put me out of a job when your child gets hurt because someone dropped a tray on their head!
Eating out is a PRIVELEDGE!! You are GUESTS!! This is not romper room! It is a restaurant will dangerous things all around! Glassware, sharp utensils, hot liquids! Strap your stupid kids to their chair, or better yet send them to the car! Quit showing your kids that they are entitled to do whatever the hell they want! Uggghh! I don't know who is worse, the kids, or the moron parents!
Special Requests
I work at a bar/restaurant that only has one server on the floor at all times. I work the lunch shift which can get quite hectic since everyone comes in at noon and is in a big hurry. There are times I have 7 tables sat at once.
I have a group of regulars that comes in once to three times a week. They alway come in groups of 5 or more and love to order our daily specials. The problem is they never want the special the way it comes, always with something added or without something altogether, or to substitute something completely different. The way our computer is set up there are no mod buttons for the daily specials so I have to tell the cooks myself and handwrite the requests on the tickets. Not such a big deal if it's one thing, but we're talking 8 people each with a special request on their order! I have asked my bosses to consider doing what many places do and not allowing special requests on daily specials but they tell me that they don't want to upset the customers because they're regulars. I do understand that but then how about telling the kitchen not to get mad at me when I put the order in?
I have a group of regulars that comes in once to three times a week. They alway come in groups of 5 or more and love to order our daily specials. The problem is they never want the special the way it comes, always with something added or without something altogether, or to substitute something completely different. The way our computer is set up there are no mod buttons for the daily specials so I have to tell the cooks myself and handwrite the requests on the tickets. Not such a big deal if it's one thing, but we're talking 8 people each with a special request on their order! I have asked my bosses to consider doing what many places do and not allowing special requests on daily specials but they tell me that they don't want to upset the customers because they're regulars. I do understand that but then how about telling the kitchen not to get mad at me when I put the order in?
little girl
So last night had its share of bitchy people, I had a headache, and I had to friggen pee, but we were really busy, so I didn't want to abandon the servers. Then this woman walks in with her daughter, a total cutie. I seat them, and she looks up at me grinning and says, "Thank you very much!", and then turns to her mom and says "See? You didn't even have to say it! :)". That right there was enough to have made my night, but this kid was totally adorable for the rest of their time there. She looked about 5 or 6, and she was a real character hehe. She was one of those little well-spoken for their age kids, and I could've just eaten her up hehe. After they sat down, she looks up at me again and asks "How do you fold the napkins like this? It's so weird". So the mom unfolded it carefully, and tried to reproduce the napkin to show her daughter how, but couldn't, so I said "why don't you give it a try, and if you can't figure it out, I'll show you how :)". So she did, and then I ended up having to show her, and guh, this girl was just so cute hehehe. Then when I came back later to clear some of their plates, she couldn't quite read my name, since it's sort of long (Samantha), and she was pretty young. After I pronounced it for her and came back out to reset some tables, I heard her over there trying to spell it to her mom hehe. She spent a good 5-10 minutes or so "studying" it, and then reciting it lol.
The best thing she said-
There was this 6 top seated behind them, a bunch of men having dinner, and she was drawing each of them. One of the guys turned around and asked if she could draw "Matt", and then spelled his name for her. When she was done, she gave him the picture:
Guy: [reading paper she handed him] "Matt is cute..?" you think Matt is cute, eh? :P
Little Girl: No. :-|. My mom made me write that! She thinks Matt is cute!
That got a laugh from both tables hehe, especially since the woman's husband was sitting right there too hehe.
Then when I was clearing their table after they left, I found a piece of paper she was writing on, it said, "I love you mom a million times much".. Teehee, what a cutie :D
This girl totally made my night lol. I wish there were more little kids like that in there hehe. Kids are so awesome :).
The best thing she said-
There was this 6 top seated behind them, a bunch of men having dinner, and she was drawing each of them. One of the guys turned around and asked if she could draw "Matt", and then spelled his name for her. When she was done, she gave him the picture:
Guy: [reading paper she handed him] "Matt is cute..?" you think Matt is cute, eh? :P
Little Girl: No. :-|. My mom made me write that! She thinks Matt is cute!
That got a laugh from both tables hehe, especially since the woman's husband was sitting right there too hehe.
Then when I was clearing their table after they left, I found a piece of paper she was writing on, it said, "I love you mom a million times much".. Teehee, what a cutie :D
This girl totally made my night lol. I wish there were more little kids like that in there hehe. Kids are so awesome :).
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MOD post
Oi. It never fails that on the busiest week, they will give us little to no staff, and expect us to complete a 25 hour set change of the ENTIRE store. *groan* To be finished... in 2 days. What????
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Dear Mr. Drunken Lawsuit Man,
So, tonight was my first night running food for a whole shift. You were one of the ones that started it off shitty. You and your drunk buddy and his brother [assumption, only one that wasn't old enough to drink, like 14 or so] had no god damn clue what you ordered, then you sent the food back. Which is fine. But trying to talk to me every time I walked by, checking me out constantly, and being creepy along with your friend. Not so cool. Stop looking at me. Ugh.
But whenever I came out you were bitching as loudly as you could about how shitty everything was.
Then I notice a huge puddle under your table. Apparently you spilled your drink on yourself. Oh, it's OUR fault! Of coooourse. That's why you screamed at my manager right? Because we made you spill your drink in your lap. Oh no, of course we shouldn't clean it up. Heaven forbid we go near you and by chance get our cooties on you.
Then you bitch at my manager AGAIN about how shitty the food and service was. You're sitting at a high top at the bar. Yes,y ou will get service. But, it will not be as attentive as one of the tables you opted out of. Only two front of house bartenders tonight, and they're really busy boys.
Oh, and I'm not gonna lie, I laughed when I saw your wasted ass slip in the puddle you made and wouldn't allow us to clean. Then you told us that you slipped cause there was water ON THE STAIRS. Wtf? Uhm, no. There was water under your seat, which you stepped in, and slipped.
And OF COURSE you want to sue us. Yeah, that'll go over well. The only water on the stairs was the water carried over by your shoes. The puddle didn't reach the stairs buddy. And you know it, that's why when my manager offered to get the police involved you just grumbled and left.
Please go die and don't kill anyone when you drive home you asshat,
Temp. Food Runner
So, tonight was my first night running food for a whole shift. You were one of the ones that started it off shitty. You and your drunk buddy and his brother [assumption, only one that wasn't old enough to drink, like 14 or so] had no god damn clue what you ordered, then you sent the food back. Which is fine. But trying to talk to me every time I walked by, checking me out constantly, and being creepy along with your friend. Not so cool. Stop looking at me. Ugh.
But whenever I came out you were bitching as loudly as you could about how shitty everything was.
Then I notice a huge puddle under your table. Apparently you spilled your drink on yourself. Oh, it's OUR fault! Of coooourse. That's why you screamed at my manager right? Because we made you spill your drink in your lap. Oh no, of course we shouldn't clean it up. Heaven forbid we go near you and by chance get our cooties on you.
Then you bitch at my manager AGAIN about how shitty the food and service was. You're sitting at a high top at the bar. Yes,y ou will get service. But, it will not be as attentive as one of the tables you opted out of. Only two front of house bartenders tonight, and they're really busy boys.
Oh, and I'm not gonna lie, I laughed when I saw your wasted ass slip in the puddle you made and wouldn't allow us to clean. Then you told us that you slipped cause there was water ON THE STAIRS. Wtf? Uhm, no. There was water under your seat, which you stepped in, and slipped.
And OF COURSE you want to sue us. Yeah, that'll go over well. The only water on the stairs was the water carried over by your shoes. The puddle didn't reach the stairs buddy. And you know it, that's why when my manager offered to get the police involved you just grumbled and left.
Please go die and don't kill anyone when you drive home you asshat,
Temp. Food Runner
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