Category: Food & Drink


Should Have Had Their Coffee

| Australia | Employees, Food & Drink, Ignoring & Inattentive

(I’d just umpired a football match at night and am quite cold, so I decide to stop for a hot drink on my way home. I find a place that has hot drinks on the menu, but it’s getting toward their closing time.)

Me: *to Worker #1* “Could I get a large hot chocolate, please?”

Worker #1: *to Worker #2* “Is the coffee station still open?”

Worker #2: “No, I’ve sanitised it already. We can only do hot chocolate.”


Coffee For The Monkeys

| Milwaukie, OR, USA | Awesome Workers, Family & Kids, Food & Drink

(My daughter has an unusual name, and even when we write the pronunciation beside the spelling on forms or other documents, people still always mispronounce it. She is eight years old. We are at a coffee shop and each person in our family is getting a drink.)

Husband: “Flat white.”

Barista: “Name?”

Husband: “[Husband].”

Me: “They would each like a caramel frappuccino with whipped cream.”

Barista: *to my older daughter* “Your name?”

Older Daughter: “[Older Daughter].”

Barista: *to my younger daughter* “Your name?”

(I can see my daughter hesitating to say her name because it is never a simple process, even if you say it, then spell it immediately, people always comment on it.)

Me: *to her* “You can give any name you want. It doesn’t have to be YOUR name.”

Younger Daughter: *to barista* “Monkey Face!”

Barista: *laughing* “Okay, Monkey Face!” *to the drink-maker* “Here is a cup for Monkey Face.” *they both laugh and my daughter is happy*

Me: “And I’d like [my order], please.”

Barista: “You must be Mom?”

Me: “Yes. You can just put ‘Mom’ on mine.”

(When we picked up our drinks, I saw she had actually written “SuperMom!” on my cup. I “awww”ed and thanked her. Very sweet.)


Won’t Last Here More Than Five Seconds (Rule)

| USA | Bosses & Owners, Food & Drink, Health & Body

(I am a new hire, and have been told to stand around and observe everyone. So I do. A server comes in. Note: this restaurant is very upscale.)

Server: “Some little kids want something to eat. I suggested carrot sticks and they said all right.”

Head Chef: “Okay, I’ll cut some carrots up.”

(He took some carrots, washed them, took a knife, and started to cut them up into fourths. He did a messy job; several carrots fell to the dirty floor. He picked them up, put them BACK on the plate, and continued. This was in full view of the manager, who saw this and frowned, but said nothing. The plate went to the server, who served the kids. I was horrified, but felt it was not in my place to say anything. However, my expression must’ve given me away, because later the manager said that he didn’t feel that I was right for that restaurant. I agreed!)