Last night I seated three men in my section and when I went to their table one of the men said, “Before you pour water, can you seat us away from the screaming kid?”
I looked around and there was a little girl sitting at the next table, quietly eating her dinner. There was a small boy on the other side of the restaurant who had been screaming, but he was quiet then. So I said, “There are kids on the other side of the restaurant, too. Where would you like me to seat you?”
He flailed around in the booth, slammed his menu around and said, “I don’t like your attitude.”
I said, “I’m sorry, but this *is* a family restaurant and it *is* dinner hour…”
He flailed around some more, slammed his menu shut and said, “You know what?”
I flashed him the peace sign, said “See ya!” and walked off.
As they were leaving the restaurant I heard one of the men say, “Well. I guess she told you.”
It’s no secret I don’t like kids in restaurants or dogs at picnics. If I owned a restaurant, it would be kid free. When I go out to eat, I pick places which don’t cater to kids or I eat at off peak kid times. Not too long ago I yelled at some people who let their toddler scream for 45 minutes in the sushi restaurant at 8pm. Kids, sushi and late night don’t go together.
However, I felt this guy was out of line. He was rude. He complained about the little girl loud enough for her young parents to hear and it hurt their feelings. As far as I was concerned he could eat shit. Also, someone who is going to complain about a child just because it’s a child is going to complain about the food and the service. He was going to make me wish I had called in sick. I don’t know where he was from, but in my world he was a problem waiting to happen and I don’t want that in my section.