During the summer there is always one group of people going to the rodeo who didn’t plan ahead. This means they expect to walk into the restaurant and have everyone drop what they are doing and attend to their needs. Screw everyone else who did plan ahead and got there before them. They are going to the rodeo, damn it, and they are more important than everyone else.
I had that group last night.
Kayla told me I had a group of 4 at Table 10 as I was getting the drinks for Table 11. While I handed out drinks to Table 11, one of the guys at Table 10 started doing the monkey dance, bobbing and weaving, trying to get in my line of sight. Maybe he thought I would tell Table 11, “Screw you guys! These people are much more important than you are and even thought you got here first, you can wait.” Fat chance.
After handing out the drinks, I settled in to take their order and the guy practically climbed onto their table to get my attention. I said, “Sir! I will be with you in a moment” and pointedly turned my back on him. After I finished the order, I put a pitcher of water on Table 10 and told them, “Let me hang this order and I will be right back.”
I walked to the waitstation, put the order in the computer, and hung the ticket. I noticed I had food up for Table 12 so I grabbed the order and started walking to my section. The total time that elapsed since leaving Table 10 was all of 2 minutes. As I was walking to my section I heard Raecheal say, “She’s right there taking food out. Go back to your table and wait for her!” I turned to see what was going on as the guy reached out and grabbed Cora. Cora stopped right in front of me and I rear ended her, dropping a plate of food.
After I dropped off Table 12’s food, I had to go back to the kitchen and re-order what was on the floor. So now the elapsed time was closer to 5 minutes.
When I got to the table the guy pointed at his leg and said, “Look what you did to my pants!” His jeans were splotched from ankle to hip with rib sauce. I gave him the blank stare. “When you dropped that plate, you splattered me with sauce.”
I laughed, “Oh HAHAHAHA! Yeah I did. You grabbed Cora and caused me to drop someone else’s food and now he has to wait for his dinner while his family eats. Guess you were in the wrong place at the wrong time. Don’t worry, it washes out.” I was completely unsympathetic. Cora was unsympathetic. Kayla was unsympathetic.
By not waiting his turn, the guy actually slowed me down so it took longer for me to take their order, and he got to go to the rodeo with stained pants. His inconsiderate behaviour ruined someone else’s meal and caused more work for the staff.
So, for disrupting my entire section with your impatient, selfish sense of entitlement: