So this is my first time posting on this site and I don’t know if we are allowed to post the names of the place we work but it is kinda important to the story so I’m gonna. I work at an Olive Garden in Rhode Island, the only one in Rhode Island actually. Being a corporate place we often have specials and usually for lunch times especially our checks tend to be pretty cheap. So I work a 3-close Sunday shift, and there are three servers left at 9:40 (we close at 10 on Sunday). So first, a party of 4 walks in and I am not up in the rotation. As the hostess brings them in they ask for a booth, and I was the only server in the booths left on. I could have asked another server to take them but I said eh no big deal they seem like they might be a nice crowd. So I greet the table and they are very pleasant, they understand it is close to close and don’t want to be to much of a bother etc etc.

So I have there starters out, they are all set for drinks, and I’m eating my dinner in the kitchen which I had ordered some time before so that the kitchen wouldn’t have to make it and could leave when they needed to. Overall I had had a pleasant night, it was my first day back since my grandfather had died and I had gone to his funeral the night before. I wanted to get home to cheer my dad up with some good old fashioned captain and root beer but he’d probably be asleep when I got home. No big deal.

So my manager walks into where I’m eating in our cash booth since we don’t have any employee area or anything. And he says “Shawn can I speak to you for a minute” and of course I say sure watsup.

“Can you take table 34? They are giving Leslie a really hard time and she’s already had a bad night.” I’m like sure thats fine, assuming that this is a table that simply wouldn’t leave, was camping, keeping here there. So my manager takes me over to the table.

So by now it is 10:10, and this table doesn’t even have there drinks. It is two younger girls with a kid, and a big kinda scary looking guy. So I end up taking them, and they are as rude as any guest I’ve ever had. They order 5 appetizers, bar drinks after they were told they can’t because the bar is shut down since it’s past close but I didn’t argue I made it happen. The guy kept speaking to me in Spanish for no reason, would laugh immediately after. I don’t speak Spanish and I didn’t appreciate it because he was clearly doing it to intimidate me. They order the never ending pasta bowl which isn’t a huge deal so I’m

“OK excellent, just one question folks. Based on what you are ordering, I have to make a request based on the circumstance. We are willing to keep the kitchen open as long as you need for refills and what not based on your order, but If you find yourself filling up, please let us know because it is passed close and the kitchen will not be providing any other food after your order aside from refills. Is that ok?”

Blank look on all there faces. More questions. Rude. Guy says something in spanish. UGH.

So the 4-top that I had before they walked in is getting ready to leave and I haven’t been back to pick up the check because I’m playing 20 questions with the douche bags at 34. Apparently they had walked over to find me and saw the way the table was treating me because when I walked over they were very apologetic.

They left me 21 dollars on a 60 dollar check which was more then generous and not necessary.

So I go back to the table to see how the apps are blah blah how is everything. And the girl is like “I need ketchup.” I get the ketchup. “Can we have extra napkins?” I get the napkins. “Are kids drinks free?”
“No, .75 cents.”

Blank Stare…..

“..so can I get you anything?”
“Yeah just a kids water.”

So I start cleaning my table section because I told the bus boys they could go home, since being a busser myself at one time I know it is far more frustrating waiting for a table when you aren’t serving it and waiting to get tipped by a server then simply having one more annoying table.

The guy walks over to me and says “Hey my man can we get some more breadsticks.” So I bring them to the table and when I get over there he is like “You got somewhere to be, boy?”

And I’m like “No no, I’m just doing my job, gotta clean my section.” And he’s like, “That’s not what I asked. Are we holding you up?” And I figure well if he’s gonna be a dick I’ll make him feel like shit. So I explained about my grandfather and my dad and whatnot and with an unsympathetic look he says. “Oh well sorry for wanting to come eat here. We’ll take the check.”

And under normal circumstances I’d have grabbed a manager to deal with this but I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of getting his dick sucked by someone. so I bring the check without saying a word. Figured if he’s gonna say something he will. If not, oh well. I left the resturant at 12:30. left me 2.52$ on a 87$ dollar check. And he says “When you are with your friends, make sure you tell them about those 4 people that came in and ruined your night.”

When you’re here, you’re family.

Submitted by: Shawn