Category: Food & Drink


Doesn’t Know Their Bread And Butter

| Halifax, NS, Canada | Employees, Food & Drink, Ignoring & Inattentive

(I stop by a popular made-to-order sandwich shop one evening after classes. Given this store’s proximity to campus, it receives a lot of business and they’re usually out of most types of bread. Because of this, I know to ask before ordering what they have available.)

Worker: “Hi, what can I get for you?”

Me: “First, could you tell me what types of bread you still have?”

(She sighs and looks at her coworker.)

Worker: “Why does everyone keep asking us that!?”

(Considering, on this occasion, I could count the number of loaves they still had on one hand, it seemed everyone knew it was a valid question.)


All They Can Hear Is Spatula-la-la

| Newark, DE, USA | At The Checkout, Food & Drink, Lazy/Unhelpful

(I have the combination of a love of pizza and an unusual allergy to an ingredient used in pepperoni. As such, whenever I end up at the local mall’s food court and get pizza I ask them to use a clean spatula to get my slices to avoid contamination. I’ve literally just watched the employee pick up pepperoni pizza, and the slices of pepperoni that had started to slide off, when he asks for my order.)

Me: “Could I get two slices of cheese please? And I don’t want to sound difficult but I have a food allergy. Could you use a clean spatula?”

Employee: “Sure!” *uses the same spatula he had JUST used to pick up one of my slices*

Me: “Sir, I just saw you use that on the pepperoni. I can’t eat that now.”

Employee: “It didn’t touch it!”


Employee: “What do you want me to do about it?”

Me: “Get a CLEAN spatula, and use THAT for my slices, PLEASE.”

(The employee makes a big huff about having to get a new spatula, while he’s gone another employee asks if I’ve been helped and I explain the situation, the customer next in the line backing up my story. The second apologizes and after I get to the register where a third employee is, this happens.)

Me: “I’m sorry, but do you know if they swapped both slices out or just the one?”

Employee #3: “What do you mean?”

Me: “I have an allergy to the pepperoni, the first guy tried to use the contaminated spatula to get my slices. I just wanted to know if he used a clean spatula so I can actually EAT this.”

Employee #2: *races over* “We used the green one.”

Me: “That’s not what I’m asking.”

Employee #2: “We have the normal one we use for all pizza, and then the green one for the vegetarian.”

Me: “Okay, but was my CONTAMINATED slice swapped out or do I need to worry about getting hives all over my d*** body?”

Employee #1: *racing over as well* “WE USED THE GREEN ONE.”

(At this point I gave up since I’ve already paid, so I just take my pizza and eat. Thankfully, they’d replaced the contaminated slice.)


The Waitress Dropped You Like A Hot Potato

| Santa Fe, NM, USA | Employees, Food & Drink, Ignoring & Inattentive

(My brother arrives home after his high-school baseball game quite hungry, so my mother and I decide to take him out eat despite us having just ate. We agree to share a small desert while my brother eats a meal. Note: this is about eight at night.)

Waitress: “Are you ready to order?”

Mother: “Yes, I’ll have an order of the appetizer potato wedges and also a coffee, if you guys are still serving some.”

Waitress: “I’m not so sure but I’ll check on that to see if we still have some.”

Mother: “Okay, thank you.”

(The waitress takes my dessert order then continues onto my brother’s while I talk to my mother. During this whole time, the waitress has a very melancholy attitude but, hey, we all do sometimes; it’s not that big of a deal.)

Me: “You’re ordering more food? Aren’t you stuffed? I know I am!”

Mother: “Haha, no. I’m still a little hungry.”

(About five minutes later our server drops off waters for all of us and briskly informs that there is no coffee, doesn’t even ask my mother if she would like something else instead, and walks away quickly. Finally, after another 15 minutes goes by, my dessert arrives along with my brother’s meal and nothing else. Also, my mother has already drank her glass of water and is on to drinking mine and not once has the waitress stopped to ask if we needed refills.)

Mother: *as the waitress is already walking away* “Excuse me… I ordered an appetizer I have yet to receive that.”

Waitress: “No, you didn’t.”

Mother: “Yes… I did.”

Waitress: “No.”

Me: “Yes, she did. We even had an explicit discussion about it.”

Mother: “Whatever. Can you just place an order of the potato wedges for me?”

Waitress: *doesn’t even say anything and walks away*

(My mother finally received her simple appetizer. The waitress did not acknowledge us at all until my mother had to flag her down for the bill to which the waitress just threw it on the table and again when she gave us back our change. Now my mother has worked in the restaurant industry for well over 20 years and is the type of person to always leave more than 20% tip because she knows what it’s like to be waitress, but on this occasion she refused to leave anything for this waitress saying it is the worst service she has ever received from a waitress. When we wanted to go, our waitress was nowhere to be found so she flagged down another waitress for some to-go boxes. The other waitress quickly fetched the boxes for us and my mother gave her a tip relaying the horrible service to her and stating that her fetching the boxes was best service we received all night.)


Your Tip Is Toast

| Bonn, Germany | Bad Behavior, Employees, Food & Drink

(This happened to my parents in the 80s. They are at a table in the half-empty dining room, waiting to be served breakfast. The waitress comes and puts their plates down with two slices of toast for each of them and some spreads. When my parents try to order more toast this happens.)

Mom: “Hello, could we have some more toast, please?”

Waitress: *curt* “No.”

Mom: “We are willing to pay if that costs extra.”

Waitress: “You shouldn’t eat so much toast. It makes you constipated.”

(My parents left and bought some pastries at a nearby bakery.)


A Sweet Thought(less)

| UK | Coworkers, Food & Drink, Money

(A colleague has broken her arm and a few others are doing a collection to get her a present and a card.)

Colleague #1: “I don’t know what we should get. Can you help me decide?”

Colleague #2: “I’ve got two minutes before my meeting. How much money do we have?”

Colleague #1: “Uhh… five pounds… thirty.”

Colleague #2: “What about a chocolate selection box?”

Colleague #1: “That’s not very thoughtful…”

Colleague #2: “Well, with two minutes and five pounds thirty, that’s as much thought as you’re gonna get from me!”