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I have just dropped off food for my tables, one old guy and two picky ass ladies. As I am doing something on one of the computers, the old asshole starts waving his arms up and down at me like the place was on fire. I guess that means he wants me to come over there, prick. Anyway, I go over to the table and the lady points to her dish and says, “there is a lot of tomatoes in my pasta.” She had ordered marinara sauce, which is made of tomatoes! “Well miss,” I stammer as I try to take her complaint seriously, “um you ordered a marinara sauce, and those pieces of tomatoes you are pulling out are part of the sauce.” “Well it wasn’t like this last time I was here when I got the marinara sauce,” she says like a total biotch. “Well I am sorry about that, but we have been using the same marinara sauce for a long time, and this is what it looks like.” “But there are so many tomatoes in it, can I get a marinara with no tomatoes?” MARINARA IS MADE OF TOMATOES BITCH!!!!!!
- Danny
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my favorite is to wave back at the people waving at you.