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    Penny Dreadful Service

    | New Orleans, LA, USA | Bad Behavior, Bosses & Owners, Employees, Food & Drink

    (My older sister and I are at a fine dining restaurant and have ordered a bottle of wine with our meal. The server is terribly slow the entire meal but this is the breaking point.)

    Server: *clearing off the table after we had been finished at least a half hour* “Will there be anything else?”

    Sister: “Yes, we’ll take the rest of the bottle of wine with us.”

    (The bottle is less than halfway full. The server picks up the bottle from the wine cart and turns it upside down in the ice bucket it was in, emptying the contents. He then hands my sister the empty bottle. After that he brings the bill and we pay in cash, but my sister leaves a single penny on the tray.)

    Sister: “Oh, this is for you.”

    Server: *seeing the penny* “What?!”

    My Sister: “Yes. For you.”

    (The server storms off. The manager comes over, almost crying because she’s laughing so hard.)

    Manager: “You actually offered him a penny?”

    Me: “It was more than he deserved. We’ve been here over two hours thanks to him.”

    Manager: “And you already paid?”

    My Sister: “Yes.”

    Manager: “I’m sorry about that. Please come back again and we’ll make things right.”

    (We never saw that server again!)

    Realising The Cold Truth

    | CA, USA | Employees, Extra Stupid, Food & Drink

    (A waitress walks up to me and my friend.)

    Waitress: “What type of drinks will you be having this morning?”

    Me: “Can I get an iced coffee, please?”

    (The waitress pauses a moment.)

    Waitress: “I’m not sure we have iced coffee. I’m sorry, sir, is there anything else I can get you?”

    (My friend looks at me bewildered.)

    Friend: “You don’t have ice coffee here?”

    (The waitress slowly shakes her head.)

    Me: “Uh… could i just get a normal coffee, then, a glass of ice-water, and an empty cup?”

    (The waitress wrote down the order and apologized again. Obviously it was still not clicking but she was nice so I didn’t have the heart to tell her. Before we left the waitress saw the ice mixed in with my coffee in the extra glass and the look on her face said it all. My friend and I laughed the entire drive home.)

    No Knives Over The Chives

    | USA | At The Checkout, Awesome Customers, Food & Drink

    (My sister and I go out to dinner at a fast food chain. It’s almost empty, save for us and a small family. My sister gets a baked potato as a side. When we get our food, the cashier notices something.)

    Cashier: “Oh, s***! There’s no chives!”

    Sister: “Oh, that’s fine. I don’t really care for them.”

    Cashier: “What? Are you sure? We can get you something else if you want.”

    Sister: “Nah, it’s not a big deal. It’s fine how it is.”

    Cashier: “All right, uh, okay. Usually people throw a fit about this stuff.”

    Sister: “Oh yeah, I used to work at [Other Chain]. We got them all the time.”

    (The cashier insisted on refunding half my sister’s food, but she refused to accept it.)

    Receiving A Rum-Punch

    | Scotland, UK | At The Checkout, Employees, Food & Drink

    (I’m at the supermarket about three minutes from my flat, doing a weekly shop, and grab a bottle of rum for a party I’m going to that night.)

    Cashier: “ID, please?”

    (I go to get it out my wallet, but it’s not there. After a brief moment of panic, I remember I took it out earlier while applying for a new job, and I’d left it with some paperwork in my bag at home.)

    Me: “Crap, sorry, I left it in my bag—”

    Cashier: *interrupting* “Then I can’t sell this to you.”

    Me: “That’s all right. I’ll come back later.” *smiles*

    (She gives me a funny look and I finish up, pay, and go home. About 15 minutes, later my flat-mate and I stop in at the same shop to get booze on our way to our friends’ party. I grab a bottle of the same rum and we go up to the checkout, with the same cashier from earlier.)

    Cashier: “You were here earlier!”

    Me: “Aye—”

    Cashier: “Hope you’d get a different person on the til!?”

    Me: “What? I—”

    Cashier: “—and HE can’t buy it for you!” *gestures at my flat-mate, who’s looking quite amused*

    Me: “He doesn’t need to—”

    Cashier: “You can’t buy alcohol without an ID proving you’re over 18!”

    (I’m normally a very patient person, but she’s interrupted me so much at this point, I lose my patience.)

    Me: “Which is in my hand! I told you earlier I’d come back with my ID, which I have! As you can see I’m 21, so will you please just sell me my rum?!”

    (She looks at the ID I’d been trying to give her for the entire interaction.)

    Cashier: “Wait, you’re- you’re not under-aged! Most people who’ve ‘forgotten’ their ID are kids chancing it!”

    Me: “Some, yes; not all. Now can I please buy the rum?”

    (She finished the transaction looking a bit embarrassed, with my flat-mate giggling through his own purchase – ID and all.)

    Acting Like A Complete Cock-tail

    | Sydney, NSW, Australia | Food & Drink, Health & Body

    (I work in the bar of a nice hotel in Kings Cross and one of the “guests” (a highly arrogant and condescending man) comes in with what appears to be an “escort.” They come up to the bar and are about to order drinks when the gentleman guest (and I mean that in the broadest definition) asks:)

    Guest: “I want you to make the strongest drink you know.”

    (As I have spent several years trying to create the world’s strongest cocktail that tastes non-alcoholic, I take the challenge with pleasure. After she is about half way through the drink she is becoming very friendly, so the guest takes it that he should try one of these drinks I have created, but in his supreme arrogance at being a bit of a high-flyer, says:)

    Guest: “I want that drink too, but you should make mine even stronger!”

    (There are laws in Australia about how much liquor you can put in a cocktail which I, in the previous creation, have disregarded, and so now I am excited to see how far I can push it. Both guests are somewhat peaked. They leave and I close the bar for the night. The next day arrives, and I have set up the bar, and who would be the first person to walk in? None other that our “guest,” no escort this time. He approaches the bar and seems a little worse for wear. He leans over the bar and in the most gruff and threatening almost whisper says:)

    Guest: “If you ever make me a drink like that again, I will have you fired.”

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