You meet all kinds of people in the hospitality industry. Honestly, most are very nice but every once in a while you have to deal with some that are miserable, pampered pains in the ass. Sorry, I can’t mention names or the actual places they occurred because it would put people’s jobs in jeopardy. Here’s a few examples.
Two middle-aged couples are at a fine dining restaurant here in Las Vegas and are walked to a perfectly nice table by the hostess. One of the women looks at the table and says to the hostess, “This will not do. This is absolutely horrible. I can not believe you would try to seat us at this table!”
Let me say here that the table was not near the bathroom, kitchen, a bunch of screaming kids or anything else that would make it an undesirable place to sit . If Jesus and Mary came in for dinner I’d feel very confident to sit them at this table. Now back to the story.
The husband now chimes in with, “We’ve never been so insulted.” The poor hostess apologizes and offers them a choice of any tabel they’d like but the couple DEMANDS to see the manager. The manager comes over to speak to the guests. The woman goes on and on about how insulted she is and of course the manager tries to appease her in every way he can think of but the old biddy now insists her entire evening has been ruined and both couples leave.
Are you serious? What kind of pampered life do these people lead that an inanimate object such as a table could ruin a persons evening? What did they expect the manager to do? I know, he should’ve grabbed a couple of busboys and said, ” Quick. Take this table out and have it destroyed immediately! It’s insulted this woman.” The kicker to this story is that about two hours later the couple that was with the crazy ass lady and her husband came back and asked to speak with the manager. They came back to apologize for their friends bad behavior. See. Most people are nice.
A server in a restaurant is taking care of his four guests at table A (he’s brought them cocktails, gone over the menu and specials) and is seated new guests at table B. He excuses himself from table A and greets the guests at table B. The guests at table B want to order right away, but the server can feel the guy at table A stare a hole through his back so he quickly excuses himself and gets back to table A to take their order first. Well, that’s not good enough for one of the men at table A (which stands for ASS in this case). He tells the server, “I don’t want you to take care of anyone but us. We want a new server.” The server of course, has no choice and gets a co-worker to take over the table.
Again, who are these people?! If you want to dine some place where you are the only table the server has you should get a room that includes a butler, and Vegas has plenty of them, go have dinner at a $1,000 per person restaurant (we’ve got plenty of those also), or eat at your Mom’s house. Jeez. Can you believe this guy? Just take care of me!! The server was at the bar picking up cocktails for a table when one of the other men from table A approached him. He said, “I’m sorry about my brother-in-law. He can be a real ass sometimes. You didn’t do anything wrong.” and handed the original server $100!! The new server that waited on table A only got a $40 tip. Don’t you just love a happy ending?