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    Category: Food & Drink

    Nothing Light About Being Polite

    | Sweden | Awesome Customers, Employees, Food & Drink

    (My family and I have been customers at this pizza store for several years. On this day, I drop in right after they open in order some pizza for when my job ends, which is close to when they close as well.)

    Me: “Hey, I’d like two [pizza] and one [pizza].”

    Employee: “Sure. You bringing it with you?”

    Me: “Yeah, but I can’t pick it up until about six pm. Is it a problem to ask you guys to prepare it for that time?”

    Employee: “Dude, I’m gonna tell you something.”

    (At this point, I’m a bit worried but I remain silent.)

    Employee: “If you had asked me to fix you a pizza for Christmas, at three am sharp, in five years time, I would have gotten that f****** pizza done and delivered it to your house, if I had to. You and your family are the nicest people we’ve had as you’re polite, respect that there’s other people before you, AND you don’t mind waiting a few minutes extra in case we screw up.”

    Me: “I, um… Wow! Thanks!”

    (Needless to say, we’re now regulars who order at least once a week from them!)

    Your Concerns Are Just A Drop In The Ocean

    | MA, USA | Bad Behavior, Employees, Food & Drink

    (Employees of this particular chain are upset about certain management decisions and are holding a job action. Shelves are not being restocked, and action at the distribution centers has halted the delivery of fresh produce, meats, and seafood.)

    Customer: *seeing the empty seafood display* “Where is all the seafood?”

    Worker: “In the ocean!”

    A Heated Working Environment

    | South Africa | Bosses & Owners, Food & Drink, Health & Body

    (I am working a busy dinner shift at a steak restaurant. Normally steaks are sold without sauce, and we are encouraged by management to try and sell sauces with steak, obviously increasing the amount diners are spending. I am serving several tables at once, and starting to spin a little. My manager has been breathing down my neck all night about selling sauces. I finally manage to convince two diners to buy a sauce each. After serving the steaks to the couple, I leave their table, momentarily forgetting about the sauces. I am at the grill calling on steaks for another table, when the manager comes pounding towards me.)

    Manager: *in a lowered, but angry voice* “Where the h*** are table 30′s sauces?!”

    Me: “I’m sorry. I forgot for a moment. I will get them immediately.”

    (The sauces are kept in a bain-marie, and are extremely hot. In my rush to pour sauces into small ramekins, using a large metal ladle, I accidentally spill some of the boiling hot sauces on my hand. I’m in shock, and drop the ramekin, spilling sauce on myself and the general working area. The manager, standing on the opposite side of the counter, can see something is wrong, and rushes over.)

    Me: *thinking he is coming to help me* “It’s okay. I’m okay. I’ll just put my hand under some cold water.” *my hand is red and hurting*

    Manager: *glaring at me* “No! It is not okay! Your table is still waiting for their sauces!”

    (He pushes me out of the way, pours the sauces, and slams the ladle down.)

    Me: *stunned silence*

    Manager: *plucking cleaning rag from the pocket of my apron* “Clean this mess up, and get those steaks out you just called on!” *rushes off with sauces, smiling sweetly at customers*

    Unable To Process The Price

    | England, UK | Coworkers, Crazy Requests, Food & Drink

    (We are on our break and the subject of Christmas purchases come up.)

    Me: “I might pick myself up a new food mixer. My old one went up with a bang the other day.”

    Coworker: “Oh, I might have one. We just upgraded.”

    Me: “That’s great! I really didn’t want to spend a whole lot on a new one. Please bring it in with you when you can.”

    (The next day.)

    Coworker: “Here it is!”

    Me: “Err… thanks? How long have you had this?”

    Coworker: “It was a wedding present, so about 40-50 years.”

    Me: “… Okay. So, how much did you want for it?”

    Coworker: “I really wanted $200.”

    Me: “Really!? That’s as much as a new one! Are you sure you wouldn’t take less?”

    Coworker: “No, it’s a fair price. Take it or leave it.”

    (Not surprisingly, I bought the brand new mixer instead. I later heard that my coworker tried to sell it on to several of my other coworkers with the same lack of success.)

    There Is No Spoon

    | Greenbelt, MD, USA | Employees, Extra Stupid, Food & Drink

    (I had just bought chili, and was gathering my utensils to sit down and eat.)

    Me: “Can you refill the spoons, please?”

    Cashier: “We’re out of spoons.”

    Me: “So, how am I supposed to eat my chili?”

    Cashier: *blank stare, then points at manager*

    Manager: “What’s up?”

    Me: “How am I supposed to eat my chili if you don’t have any spoons?”

    Manager: *blank stare*

    Me: “Maybe you shouldn’t sell chili if people can’t eat it.”

    Manager: <blank stare>

    Me: “Never mind. Give me my money back. I don’t want to eat here anymore.”


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