Are any of you waitresses feelin’ down out there? If so check out this song by Seth Sentry that will be sure to boost your spirits.
It’s a catchy tune about a customer and his love for breakfast, bacon and his waitress.
Years of carrying plates that could rival the surface temperature of the sun has resulted in two things:
- No identifiable fingerprints
- The right to laugh at any guy who picks up a hot plate and says “ouch”
Submitted by: Sarah from GA
When I worked at a restaurant in my 20′s, I would sometimes have people order Hamburgers without buns, which just really irked me for some reason. I mean, if you’re going to eat a hunk of ground meat, why not just get a steak?
I understand its probably part of the pack your stomach full of bacon Atkin’s diet, but if you’re a man, and you are eating a hamburger with a knife and fork, I’ve instantly lost all respect for you.
Submitted by: Brian from VA
The Toasted Oat Enemy
I always hated when I would be semi-busy and a family with several young children came in. This meant a few things:
- Scrambling for a highchair.
- Cleaning said highchair.
- Preparing for a barrage of cereal on the floor.
There is something about cheerios especially that makes babies love to throw them all over the floor. Seems like parents are always totally unaware that it is happening too.
I’ve walked up to many tables that looked like a Cheerio A-Bomb went off with mass casualties. Of course what usually happens is, the party leaves, and none are picked up. So that means I’ve got to pull out the sweeper, and lose some precious dignity by crawling on the floor.
But of course they leave an extra tip for the additional cleaning involved, right? WRONG!
Submitted by: DJ from PA
Put down the Cosmo and pick up the Whiskey.
A real estate agent in our town, a really made up from the 80′s with big blonde hair and bright pink lipstick, with her face all around town, and her table of 3 other ladies were drinking cosmo’s and martini’s all night at the bar I work at.
A bar, not a restaurant, so bartenders already hate making those, but my bartender made them good in hopes that I’d get a good tip, otherwise he would’ve made them not as good so she wouldn’t order more. But, she decided to pick up the bill which was $103 and what was her tip? $5. Wtf. That’s not even 5%.
Submitted by: Crystal