Read The Menu, Pick Something You Might Like. Thats How This Works.

True Story.

A few months ago I had a woman come in and order “This amazing salad,
I had it here last time, it was sooo good.” GREAT! “Which one did you
like?” Her reply, and I kid you not was “Well, I can’t remember the
name but I know it had lettuce and chicken” hmm..that pretty much
describes all of the salads we have on the menu..it was really good?
Can you remember at least ONE other ingredient?? No? You can’t? What
exactly did you like about the salad? The lettuce and the chicken, I
assume. Stupid Question. Woman, you are an idiot, and everyone at your
table is looking at you, with pity, for being so dumb. I’m walking
away, because I can’t not laugh in your face for LOVING something but
not being able to remember why. Luckily, the table was transfered, and
the next waiter handler her far better than I, with the advice of
“Don’t live in the past! How about you read the menu and pick
something you think you might like..”

- BL

7 Comments

  • Serenity

    October 24, 2012

    Seriously, as a fellow server, if something this small and common gets this far under your skin, you’re in the wrong job. Lucky for THEM the table was transferred!

  • laura

    October 25, 2012

    http://cheezburger.com/6683228416
    saw this and thought of your post.

  • Reuben

    October 26, 2012

    I feel your pain. I used to getbombarded with stupid questions all the time. ” your red pesto gnocci…what colour is the sauce…?”

    Serenity, sometimes the small things add up and really get to you. You must be an amazing server if sometimes things dont get to you.

    BL keep your chin up…you”ll never escape stupid people.

    Reuben

  • Jaclyn

    October 27, 2012

    Haha amazing how servers are supposed to be mind readers!

    http://jacheart.wordpress.com/2012/09/07/10-things-you-should-know-about-a-waiterwaitress/

  • Serenity

    November 2, 2012

    Oh no, things get to me. But I long ago stopped letting the little things get to me. I used to get worked up about the small stuff, like the poster here apparently did, but I realized at some point that I was making it harder for myself when I let that happen. Once I let myself get annoyed by one little thing, then all the rest start to go, and then I was stressed out and angry. When you learn to let the little things go, you’ll find you have a much better time at work, and that people respond to your positive attitude. Now, we all get major jerks and that is part of the job, and it sucks. But there is a big difference between someone trying to remember what they had “that one time”, and, for example, someone being a complete ass to you because you don’t have Splenda and you have apparently ruined their day . I’m just saying pick your battles, because in the long run, it’s up to you to decide how much you want to let something bother you and stress you out. It’s usually not worth it, and it feels a lot better to laugh at the stupid than to get pissed by it. And yes, I AM an amazing server, thanks ;)

  • CC

    November 12, 2012

    I have to admit I really enjoy most of the stories here and I do have quite a bit of sympathy for most servers. Our son is an Executive Chef and does on occasion share stories with us. But he is always quick to throw in stories about great guests. I’m amazed how there aren’t any on this site in that vein. Most of you make it sound as though all guests that push their way through your restaurant doors are red neck hippos with bad table manners and absolutely no class.

    Two days ago hubby and I were to meet up with a friend at a local pub for a bite to eat. He was extremely late so we decided to order. As neither of us were really hungry we decided to order drinks and split one of their GIGANTIC desserts. Our friend arrived and only ordered water…GADS! Our bill totaled just under $15, we left a $10 tip. Had our friend, the nimrod, ordered the tip would have been more I’m sure but since the service was impeccable the tip was earned.

  • Rasputin

    September 8, 2013

    I used to work in Japanese take out type place and this lady came in wanting a salad. Everything was fine until I asked what dressing she wanted. She wanted the house dressing,we didn’t have a house dressing. She insisted we did and that I must be new and so forth. I think i was there for 6 months and had never seen her before and then she said well isn’t this so and so. Similar restaurant with a different name. I said no and she asked if I was sure. I was wearing a shirt with the name, the name was on almost everything plus a huge sign above the door she walked in had the name of the restaurant. The other place had a house dressing which we didn’t and I was supposed to know this by elimination. Have never eaten there and probably never will.

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