[SorrelHorse]

Hey all,

How many of you have/had a waiter/waitressing job? Care to share your stories?

I've been working in a cafe for three years now and I really do dislikes my job but it pays the horse feed for now.

Yesterday I had a woman ask me how any calores were in our french fries....Let's see, they're a potato fried in 400degree grease and oil and covered in salt. If you need to know how many calories it is, you shouldn't be eating them!

 

[Sophie19]

I had someone send back her soup because it was too hot. What did she want me to do? Blow on it for her? I took it back to the lead chef and he poured it out of the bowl it was in and into another bowl then had me take it back out to her. She said it was much better.

 

[SorrelHorse]

Sophie - LOL. People crack me up!

 

[smrobs]

Ugh, I spent 2 years waiting tables and I hated every minute of it. My most hated time to work was on Sundays during the noon hour. All those church people would come in with their "holier-than-thou" attitude, treat me like crap, then leave a crappy tip.

My favorite story though? I had quit the restaurant to start work at the prison and had been working out there for about 4 months. Just long enough to get a bit of a tougher attitude and learn not to put up with any crap from anyone. I went back to Ruby's (the restaurant) to see if I could maybe pick up a couple or 3 shifts a week just for some extra cash.

Anyway, it was like my 3rd shift working back out there and we ended up getting slammed at about 4pm one day. There were only 3 or 4 of us working so we all had like 9 tables running. I was going through checking on all my tables and the guy at the first table I went to said he wanted more ranch dressing. I said "OK" and wrote it down and then continued on down the line of my other tables checking on other folks. All in all, it didn't take more than a minute and a half to check on all of them before I headed back toward the kitchen to get everything that was needed. I had to walk back by that first table on my way to the kitchen and as I went by, that guy snatched me by the arm and yelled "Where the hell is my ranch dressing?!"

It took every ounce of my willpower not to knock the guy on his *** right there for grabbing me but I held it together....mostly. I yanked my arm away, got right up in his face and climbed up one side and down the other. I told him "I don't know if you're blind, stupid, or just an a**hole, but you may have noticed that we're a bit busy. I'm working as fast as I can but if you absolutely cannot wait another 30 doddamn seconds for your ranch dressing, then the kitchen is right there *points*. Your F-ing legs aren't broke, go get it your own doddamn self!"

Yep, that was my last shift waiting tables because I stormed off through the kitchen and right back into the managers office to apologize to him for my behavior. I said that my coming back was probably a bad idea and I wouldn't be taking any more shifts. Surprisingly enough, my other 8 tables tipped the crap out of me that day LOL. I've not waited tables since.

 

[pintophile]

Ugh, I spent 2 years waiting tables and I hated every minute of it. My most hated time to work was on Sundays during the noon hour. All those church people would come in with their "holier-than-thou" attitude, treat me like crap, then leave a crappy tip.

My favorite story though? I had quit the restaurant to start work at the prison and had been working out there for about 4 months. Just long enough to get a bit of a tougher attitude and learn not to put up with any crap from anyone. I went back to Ruby's (the restaurant) to see if I could maybe pick up a couple or 3 shifts a week just for some extra cash.

Anyway, it was like my 3rd shift working back out there and we ended up getting slammed at about 4pm one day. There were only 3 or 4 of us working so we all had like 9 tables running. I was going through checking on all my tables and the guy at the first table I went to said he wanted more ranch dressing. I said "OK" and wrote it down and then continued on down the line of my other tables checking on other folks. All in all, it didn't take more than a minute and a half to check on all of them before I headed back toward the kitchen to get everything that was needed. I had to walk back by that first table on my way to the kitchen and as I went by, that guy snatched me by the arm and yelled "Where the hell is my ranch dressing?!"

It took every ounce of my willpower not to knock the guy on his *** right there for grabbing me but I held it together....mostly. I yanked my arm away, got right up in his face and climbed up one side and down the other. I told him "I don't know if you're blind, stupid, or just an a**hole, but you may have noticed that we're a bit busy. I'm working as fast as I can but if you absolutely cannot wait another 30 doddamn seconds for your ranch dressing, then the kitchen is right there *points*. Your F-ing legs aren't broke, go get it your own doddamn self!"

Yep, that was my last shift waiting tables because I stormed off through the kitchen and right back into the managers office to apologize to him for my behavior. I said that my coming back was probably a bad idea and I wouldn't be taking any more shifts. Surprisingly enough, my other 8 tables tipped the crap out of me that day LOL. I've not waited tables since.

I 'heart' you, smrobs! This is the greatest thing I've heard today.

 

[whiskeynoo]

I was a waitress in a wee cafe for about 6 months lol not very long i know but i felt it was such an easy job that it was boring, same customers all the time near enough with the same orders that eventually you would just ask them "usual? would you like anything else today?" was usually little old lady's they shut the cafe down and turned it in to a take away.

 

[Speed Racer]

I worked food service for quite a number of years. That's the reason I have such a burning hatred for 'The Public'. They're stupid, ignorant, entitled, always want something for nothing, and think they can treat the staff like dirt and get their butts kissed. :evil:

Anyone who works with the public gets my sympathy. I've been in the trenches, and know what you're going through. :-x

If you haven't seen these websites before, enjoy:

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[Joe4d]

I learned to be very nice to people that bring me food. Even if the food or service is bad, I'll hold comments till the end.
As a server though just remember that I'm not the reason for your bad day.
The guy that grabbed you that was assault, the manager should have been kicking him out of the restraunt. You'd have been perfectly in your rights to slam him with the serving tray in self defense.

 

[MHFoundation Quarters]

LOL Jen! That's great!!!!!!

I waited tables through high school & tended bar in college. I loved that job. A good friend's parents owned a restaurant on a local lake. It was all summer vacationers coming in (most of the time already half-lit) off their boats. Very laid back atmosphere, great tips.

My favorite night to work there was the annual Parrothead party. Jimmy Buffett music, everyone having a good time. I was the shot girl and got to upcharge an extra buck on every shot with permission into my own pocket. I'd average 1500 shots sold on those nights. Easy money! I still go in and help on that night behind the bar if they need extra help

The worst part was doing lunch shifts. It was a lot of older folks who lived in the summer resort next to the restaurant. Getting a $1 tip from a 4 top that runs your butt ragged just isn't worth it.

I still miss my favorite customer from there, his name was Gene. He was a widower and a writer. I'm an avid reader so I ended up doing a lot of proofreading for him. He drank a double Tullamore Dew & Soda & left me a $50 every time for just one drink. He passed away 2 years ago and left me all of his books. He was a great man.

 

[equiniphile]

Not mine, but my mom's from 10 years ago.

She waitressed at an upscale restaurant with excellent lobster, filets, etc. One day she waited on this man who ordered a steak. Not 10 minutes after he had received the meal, he called her over in a panic, yelling to the whole restaurant that he lost his tooth in the filet and that someone needed to find it and give it back to him! The owner eventually had to dig through this filet, find the bloody tooth, and give it back to the guy.

Disgusting.

 

[SorrelHorse]

Oh goodness - Lol you guys.

Smrobs, I KNOW THE FEELING OF THE CHURCH LADIES. I had several tell me I was damned to hell because I had dyed my hair with streaks of pink.....One lady in particular is NASTY. We once put on a fourth of july BBQ and had a guy playing his guitar for tips.... He was really good, everyone LOVED him, but this lady came up to me and demanded he stop playing because it was disrupting her meal. Also, she said "I hope you're not paying him."

 

[atomic]

I've worked in a restaurant for 5 years and I could write a BOOK on all the bs! Not just from customers... Sometimes your management is even worse. I'm currently taking a break from the scene but have a soul numbing feeling that I'll have to return soon. I must say I have developed a bitterness for a large populace of the human race, but on the same token a heightened appreciation for the select few that are genuine. You also find out (at least this was true for me) how many people do all sorts of drugs, astounding really.
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[smrobs]

Okay, well I guess it's only fair that I do share one of the good stories that comes to mind.

I was working one night and a couple came in with two of the most adorable little blue eyed, blonde headed girls you have ever seen. The oldest was maybe 7 and the younger maybe 5. Those two girls were more respectful and proper than most adults I've known. They gave me their own orders with minimal help from their parents and they spoke very well for their age. I got so used to most kids that would shake their cup of ice and scream when they wanted more to drink so I was absolutely flabbergasted when the older girl caught my attention by saying "Excuse me, ma'am" as I was walking past. She proceeded to say "May I please have some more to drink?" and handed me her cup. When I returned it to her full, she said "Thank you very much".

It's just really sad that you never see that anymore.

 

[SorrelHorse]

WHERE ARE THOSE KID WHEN I NEED THEM?

All the kids that have ever come in here have been sniveling, whining, crying, screaming, spilling, tripping, dropping, throwing...Need I go on?

I had one kid come in, snot dripping down his entire face, coughing, sneezing, looked just plain green....So sick, it was so gross, if your kid is THAT sick, you leave him home, NOT bring him into a public restaurant!

I bleached EVERYTHING down after that. Then the owner, Shone, got sick and so did I.