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What is it about training that makes people think you don’t have a brain?

I went back to work at place I literally was working at last summer, just at a different position. Like, yeah, I’m going to need a rundown on what my responsibilities are during the shift. What I DON’T need is someone who thinks I don’t know how to read a beer can label and take inventory in an alphabetical list. Holy shit. This person literally kept reading every beer to me. I don’t get it.

Then she had to audacity to “show me” where our wine shop is. I playfully reminded her, “girl, I worked here for 3 years pre-pandemic, of course I know where it is.” #goaway

I don’t know what’s worse?

So I was serving a kind of eccentric old dude who was waiting for someone else for awhile.

He’s outside on the patio. I go outside to take his order and notice he has his shoes and socks off. Gross and annoying, for sure, can’t stand when people do it it but they ARE outside so I pretend not to notice.

Once he was joined by his friend a bit later, I went outside to check on how their food was doing. I don’t exactly know how the conversation went, but the old man mentioned “my socks make great napkins to get everything!”

This man was legit wiping his mouth with his sock.

I said, “Sir, you know we have extra napkins on the table...?” and showed him. He says “I know, but my sock does much better.”

To top it off, guess what I find when I go to bus the table when they leave?

Yep. His socks. They were forgotten on the ground next to his table.

#socks #serverproblems #Server Problems #wtf #gross

That one time the guest didn’t expect me to get them what they asked... then joked about it

I haven’t served since covid started, but this happened to me this year and it annoyed me again.

It was a pretty steady Sunday brunch. I get a four-top, and they all order coffees. One person wants half and half, one person wants milk, one guy asks for both for some reason. Whatever, it’s an annoying request but obviously not a big deal to do. I bring out their coffees and creamers and set both the milk and half-and-half containers in front of the guy. He says, “What, you actually brought both?? I was just kidding, I didn’t actually want both!! Hahaha!” Except he made no indication he was “just kidding” or only wanted one of them. I stared at him and wondered why the fuck he thought it was funny that he wasted my time before taking their orders.

#serving #server problems #serverprobs

Coworker Rewards Rich White Lady For Being Annoying

I was running food with one of my coworkers, Caroline, and as soon she she set down the lady’s plate, the lady started whining, “Where are the greens? where are the greens??”

Caroline went to politely tell her that the greens she was expecting were already on the plate.

Rich white lady didn’t want to believe her. Started to say how she wanted more greens. Caroline agrees, and says “Okay, I’ll go get you some more greens.” It wasn’t actually Caroline’s table, so she went to let Samantha know that the lady at her table was wanting some more greens.

Samantha sighs, and says “Ugh! She’s been here a few times in the last month and each time I explain to her it doesn’t come with greens. It’s just garnished with some. And every time I have to go get her an extra salad.” But she gets her her mixed greens salad and comps it off the check.

When it comes time for dessert, Samantha sends them an ice cream sundae on the house just because. I asked her why she would reward the annoying behavior? She got her greens and she was happy. No reason to really give them a dessert. She said it was because Rich White Lady is always “so apologetic” when this happens and just keeps saying sorry over and over. (If this keeps happening I don’t think she is actually sorry or is she just so in her own little world that she doesn’t notice what comes with her fish every time.) Also, Samantha says it “looks like Rich White Lady spends 30k a year on a country club membership, and I’m just gonna try and make her happy” Yet another weird reason to reward the lady by giving her a free sundae?

Hopefully they don’t start to expect a free sundae every time...

#names changed because reasons

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An Open Letter to People Who Ask for Steak “Medium-Rare Plus” or “Medium Plus”

Dear People Who Ask for Steak “Medium-Rare Plus” or “Medium Plus”,

Those don’t actually exist.

Sincerely, Everyone

If you can’t even look up from your phone to order from me, I automatically hate you.

#Annoying #rude

I know some places just do this but

I hate when a guest asks me for bleu cheese stuffed olives

One, I am definitely not doing that shit

Two, if I asked my bartenders for this they would probably laugh in my face.

So no.

No bleu cheese stuffed olives, sorry. :)

Things could be easier if you'd just use your big boy words!

Me: Sir, what can I get you to drink?

Guy: I'll have whatever that is *points in between two cocktails on the menu*

Me: Well would you the old fashioned or Arcadian drink?

Guy: Yes. That one.

Me: Okay so you want the old fashioned right??

Guy: *vaguely nods*

Just tell me what you want so I can get on with it!

“We’re still working!!” Says the table that has not touched their food for 20 minutes

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Coworker Karen

Since Duckface quit/fired (it was boring, she just stopped showing up) I’ve had a relatively peaceful experience with other servers.

Until recently.

See, I work with this Karen who has been serving forever but still somehow absolutely sucks as a server. She fucks up so many times in a day that she’s single-handedly brought food cost up 3%. Given that we have around 35 servers, that’s huge. We’re so short staffed that they can’t fire her, but anywhere else she’d be gone.

Anyway, Karen doesn’t ever want to do her side work or section and more or less bullies servers into signing her off (or forges their initials) so she can leave.

I closed tonight, and Karen needed my signature. The restaurant wasn’t busy by any reasonable standard, so there wasn’t a whole lot to actually do for side work.

For those of you new here or who only read this when drunk, I’m really good at 3 things:

1. Not giving a shit about other people’s drama 2. Not dealing with bullies 3. Being really bad at putting up with bullshit

Bear in mind that despite these things, I try really hard to get servers out as soon as I can because I don’t want to deal with their whining and I get that they’re making about $2 an hour. I just expect they do a decent job with their stuff and I let them leave. And before somebody gets the idea that I get a power trip closing please understand I’d much rather just pencil whip people so they can leave vs. giving them a hard time. It’s easier.

Karen wants signed off, and tells me her stuff is done.

I don’t even make it to her section and I know that her stuff is indeed not done. The napkins under the one table tell me everything I need to know.

I tell her that I’ll check her stuff when she’s done it. She shoves her sign-off slip in my face and tells me to sign it.

Sure! Once you do your side work and section. She then commands me to sign her off.

“Get fffffffffffffffffor real” I almost told her to get fucked, but that would cause me problems that I don’t want to deal with ever.

She storms out of the kitchen, presumably to clean her section and talk shit about me. Joke’s on her dumb ass, I talk more shit about me than anybody.

I tell the night manager that I will let her know when Karen is ready to go - and about the conversation was we just had. Communication is key, and soon you’ll read why - assuming you’ve even read this far.

I don’t see Karen for another 20 minutes. She comes back and slaps her sign-off sheet on the counter in front of me and issues another command to sign it. I must have misheard her since I balled it up and tossed it into the garbage and told her to try again with respect next time.

She reprints her sheet, signs it herself, and goes to the night manager so she can leave.

The night manager, clever girl, asks over the loudspeaker if I’ve signed Karen off. I open the office door and say I have not - but I’ll check her section and side work in a few minutes once my table is set.

This isn’t good enough for Karen apparently, as she blocks the door to the kitchen so I can’t get back in after running my food. This is stupid for several reasons, primary reason being that I could easily bowl her ass over and there’s another entry door. I just go to walk through the other door and when she runs over to block it too - to force me to check her section immediately - and I just walk in the door she just vacated.

Meanwhile, after dropping my prebussed dishes off at the dish pit, I sign off two other servers without checking a damn thing because they’ve never once been a problem. Karen witnesses this and goes full bitch.

She grabs my apron and attempts to drag me over to where her side work was. Problem being that’s like trying to drag a tree because I’m triple her size and quite frankly I’m not moving unless I want to. I fucking bellow at her to get her damn hands off me, and then I go let the night manager know that she’ll have to check the bitch out because now that she’s touched me I’m not doing a fucking thing for her.

I don’t like being touched. I like having a personal space bubble that’s interrupted only by things like a hand on my shoulder or back or whatever to let me know that somebody is there and the occasional hug. Otherwise, I like to remain contact-free. Don’t touch me. Don’t grab me. Don’t try to tug me anywhere.

Anyway, the night manager had her there another half hour fighting with her to just do the damn side work and section - bringing her total to over an hour. For reference, it takes most servers less than 30 minutes to do both.

I close with this bitch tomorrow too. I’m not signing her shit, the GM gets to do it.

I’m working on a comprehensive guide to serving, but as expected it’s a lot of words for such a simple job. It’s competing with Pokemon Shield for time so….-J

Also, if you have a few bucks lying around and feel like it, my friend @friendly-neighborhood-patriarch could use a few bucks. Donate if you want, he’s a nice guy.

https://www.paypal.me/cookiemonstr

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It’s funny how some servers make such a stink about doing sidework / not doing it / or getting around it when it would take about the same amount of time to just do it. The right way. The first time.

Coworker of mine got all mad because the host didn’t tell her she had a table

Our sections don’t cover a weird space or anything.

They are 6-7 tables all in one area lol.

Like it’s not hard to look over your section to check to see if you have new tables??

Kinda your responsibility as a server??

And she already had some tables so she was going to be out there anyway.

I personally hate getting a new table and like 4 different people will tell me “HEY YOU HAVE A NEW TABLE” like yes I can see that.

Guy tries to look like a big man in front of his friends by paying the tab, can’t even do math.

Table of 4 was finishing up eating and one of the gentlemen gets up to use the restroom. On his way he hands me his card. I was feeling pretty good about this table since they had a high tab and we were getting along well. Usually if someone pays preemptively like that I feel like they tip well too.

I tried to catch him on his way back from the restroom but he was walking fast in front of me and I couldn’t get his attention. He sits down and I still attempt to discreetly hand him the bill but his friends totally see and start protesting who will pay the bill, or that they should split it. “Don’t do that, it’s too expensive!” Blah blah blah.

I make my way back to the table to just prebus, and he hands me back the checkbook directly. I get to the back to see he’s left me $15.00 on a $170.00 dollar tab. I think, “maybe his friends are doing the tip in cash?” and wonder if I’m actually about to have a moment where I go shame him by asking if there was something I could improve about my service. Had a talk with my GM and he advises against it, but he says he will wait at the host stand to see if they go to leave cash / or talk about the service or anything. They leave pretty quickly and my GM doesn’t have a chance to talk to them.

When we bus the table: no cash. Wtf. But then we discover that although he wrote $15 on tip line, he wrote $195 on the total, netting me an extra $10. You’re damn right I’m going by total, with my GM approving on the spot and writing his signature in case he calls to dispute it. Still only 15% but better.

#Server Problems #bad tippers #asshole

You should be ashamed to ask this as a parent:

“My son likes to play with water, can we get two more plastic cups?”

N-O

NOOOOO

#server problems #serverproblems #theannoyedserver #rude parents

Two things that always bewilder me:

1. Why do people go out to eat and then rush the server if they have something to go afterwards?? Like, you could have avoided this. Literally only YOU control what time you get to the restaurant. Your unpreparedness shouldn’t have to make ME rush your shit over anyone else’s.

2. When people sit at a dirty table. And there’s always. Clean. Tables. All around that one. Why would you want a table with peoples scraps on it? If you want THAT table just say something and we’ll even bus it. Don’t sit there and make me clean the table... around you... that’s just awkward.

#server problems #serverproblems #theannoyedserver #server probs #waitress problems

Bar customer screams at me because he told me to put an extra shot on his bill, and I did.

I don’t usually work the bar at my restaurant, therefore I’m still somewhat new when it comes to dealing with problem customers / issues happening in the bar. My normal bar shift is brunch so it’s not like people are getting too shitty during brunch anyway.

I picked up an evening shift for one of my coworkers, but it was still early when this happened. A guy I already don’t like, because all he likes to talk about is doing cocaine and banging hookers, and has also touched / hugged me without my permission before walks in. I’m not thrilled to be dealing with him because none of the more senior bartenders are in for the day yet.

He asks me for a vodka cranberry and in usual fashion I ask if he has a preference for vodka. He says, “something that won’t give me a headache” I recommended Titos and he agreed with that. Not long after I gave him his drink, he starts complaining about how weak it is and that it only tastes like cranberry juice.

I reply, “I gave you the standard pour” but took his drink and gave him a splash more anyway. He CONTINUES complaining about how weak it is and how it’s never like that here. He’s like, “whatever, just give me another shot in here, you can put it on my bill” I said okay fine and gave him another shot in his drink, added it to his bill.

He asks for his check a bit later and as soon as I gave it to him he starts yelling “Oh fuck that, I’m not paying $17 for one drink! This is bullshit! Get me your manager!”

I’ve had enough bullshit this week and probably would have gone to grab somebody but looked him straight in the face and laughed, told him “You told me to put on your bill. I did. You had one drink but TWO SHOTS in one drink.” He continues causing a scene when the other bartender for the night comes in and gets him to fuck off by taking one of the shots off his bill. I didn’t want to do it but he did it anyway.

I was told by the other bartenders I did nothing wrong but with coked-out guys like him to fill his glass with a ridiculous amount of ice, and to just give him a splash of mixer so he thinks hes getting more booze, and to just give him rail vodka so we’re not losing as much. Fuck that, if he wants his drinks to taste stronger then he needs to either ORDER them with a splash, or get a side of juice and do it his damn self. Or just get a damn double.

And that’s the story of how I did nothing wrong and got bitched at by a “customer” (:

#Server Problems #bartender problems #asshole

You never know what’s going on in someone’s life.

I really wanted to throatpunch the woman who complained “oh we haven’t seen you in awhile” so they asked the hostess for me.

Well, everybody came at once so I was busy. Also I can’t use my right hand due to an injury and my cat just fucking died. I am so very sorry.

Then she came in from their table outside demanding her check. “I asked you for our check and my friend has a flight at 4am!!” Actually lady. You did not ask me for the check. I assumed you were still eating your dessert as it was only halfway eaten.

I find it funny how

A fellow server of mine told me to my face that he doesn’t write orders down and if he can’t remember he just guesses instead of going back to ask them or just writing the orders down. He also said he just stops listening sometimes when tables are talking and he basically said he doesn’t care about how their experiences go.

But when he gets a bad tip (which is usually once per shift for him) he complains about what bad tippers they are. Well, maybe if you actually cared about your tables they would tip you dude.

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