Monday night we had some very impatient people in late at night. We weren’t busy and one of the new girls was waiting on them. I was on the other side of booths doing my fills when the lady popped over the divider and asked if they could get drink refills. I said I would be right with them, put the napkins I was holding in the caddy, and started for the waitstation.
Less than 30 seconds had passed since the woman asked me for drink refills, yet there she was at the register yelling at Kayla. “I want drink refills! Why is it so hard to get some fucking service here?!”
Whoa. Don’t yell at Kayla.
I was on her like white on rice. “You JUST asked me for drink refills and I said I would be right there. If you will go back to your table I will be right out.”
So she sat down and I took a pitcher of water to their table since I didn’t know what they were drinking. The woman looked up at me and said, “Oh. You’re not even our server.”
No shit. Let’s break this down.
- 45 years old
- Wearing a sky blue shirt
- Wearing neon green Crocks and neon yellow socks
- Wearing shorts
Your server is:
- 23 years old
- Wearing contacts
- Wearing a red shirt
- Wearing tennis shoes
- Wearing pants
Apparently all round people look the same. Just insert one tubby for another and feel free to scream at them. After all, who gives a shit, we’re fat. Or apparently all servers are interchangeable and less than human. Either way, I’m not impressed.
In the end, they gave me $10 for filling their water and bringing another beer and glass of wine. They also apologized to Kayla and I. They even tipped the new girl (who made herself really absent when the yelling started) six dollars.
I understand people traveling all day are tired, hungry, thirsty and crabby but seriously, stop being douchebags.