Category: Food & Drink

Wake Up And Smell The Coffee

| Las Vegas, NV, USA | Employees, Family & Kids, Food & Drink, Popular, Trending

(I am 4’10” tall and rarely wear makeup. Because of this, people often think I’m much younger than my actual age. While eating at a buffet with my mom, baby sister, and grandparents, the waitress come over to take our drink order.)

Waitress: “What would you all like to drink?”

Me: “I’ll have an iced tea please, with lemon.”

Waitress: *looks over at my mom, as if to confirm it is ok to get that*

Mom: *confused look* “She can have whatever she wants! I’ll have a [Soda].”

Waitress: *surprised look on her face* “I’m sorry; it’s just that when I was a kid, we weren’t allowed to have caffeine and I wanted to make sure it was okay.”

Mom: *really confused look* “My daughter is an adult. In fact, she’ll be 21 in a couple of months!”

Waitress: *turns various shades of red from embarrassment* “Oh, my gosh. I’m so sorry. I didn’t realize… I was just… She looks so young… I’m so sorry… I’ll, I’ll just go get your drinks.” *leaves the table without getting the rest of the drink orders then quickly realizes and comes back to take the rest of the orders*

(Every time she came back to the table after that, she apologized.)

Sub-Standard Sub-Service, Part 2

| USA | At The Checkout, Employees, Extra Stupid, Food & Drink

Me: “Hi, before I order, it’s going to be a while before these are eaten; is it possible to get the sauces in little containers on the side so the bread doesn’t get soggy?”

Cashier: “No problem!”

Me: “Great!” *orders two subs*

Cashier: “And is this for here or to go?”

Me: “…To go.”

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A Conversation Stopper

, | Hertfordshire, England, UK | Bad Behavior, Coworkers, Family & Kids, Food & Drink, Popular, Rude & Risque, Trending

(I work with a lot of young students aged 16-18. One shift I receive a few complaints from customers with young children, complaining that they and their children can hear my colleagues’ inappropriate conversations about their weekend partying — including stories about sex and drugs. I call a meeting with my colleagues to talk to them about this.)

Me: “Now, you know I don’t have a problem with you guys talking a bit on shift so long as you keep working. But you shouldn’t have personal conversations within earshot of customers.”

Colleague #1: “Why not? If we’re allowed to talk then we’re gonna talk!”

Me: “Like I said, I have no problem with you talking while you work. I know you’re friends outside of work. It’s WHAT you’re talking about that’s the issue.”

Colleague #2: “What do you mean?”

Me: “Well, we’ve had some complaints about your conversations. Parents have complained that they can hear you talking about sex and drugs and how ‘wasted’ and ‘f***ed up’ you were. That’s not an appropriate conversation to have at work — especially in a family restaurant!”

Colleague #1: “Well, it’s their fault!”

Me: “What?”

Colleague #1: “Why are they listening to our private conversations?! They should mind their own business!”

Colleague #2: “Yeah! It’s rude! It’s illegal, innit?”

Me: “You are loudly talking, and swearing, about having sex and doing drugs, whilst serving our customers and their small children. That’s completely unacceptable!”

Colleague #1: “Well, they shouldn’t be listening to our conversations!”

Me: “…Wow.”

The Cashier Does Not Live On Bread Alone

| Salt Lake City, UT, USA | At The Checkout, Food & Drink, Popular, Trending

(We go to a local artisan shop to pick up some good bread for dinner. Normally they have a pretty wide bread selection, but it’s near closing time.)

Me: “Can I have that one loaf of bread?”

Cashier: “Which one loaf?”

Me: “That one loaf.”

Cashier: “You have to be more specific.”

Me: *points*

Cashier: “Oh!”

(They only had one loaf of bread left, which was above sign that told what kind of bread it was. Which ironically was called “That One Loaf.”)

The Age-Old Problem

| NY, USA | At The Checkout, Employees, Food & Drink, Health & Body, Popular, Trending

(Two women who look to be in their late-20s to early-30s come in to buy tickets for an R-rated movie. Since company policy is to ask for ID for customers who look under 25, and they both look quite a bit older, I don’t bother asking for ID.)

Customer #1: “Just out of curiosity, why didn’t you ID us? Nobody here ever IDs us.”

Me: “Oh, well, as long as guests look over a certain age, we usually don’t ask.”

(A grim look grows across Customer #1’s face as she turns to Customer #2.)

Customer #2: “I know I don’t wanna hear the answer, but how old is that age?”

Me: “25.”

Customer #1: “Ok, I know I REALLY don’t wanna hear the answer to this, but how old do you think we look?”

Me: *feeling bad* “Oh, I dunno… 24 or 25. Right around the limit.”

(Both girls look disheartened and pull out their ID’s. One has only JUST turned 18 and the other is only 19.)

Customer #1: “I should have figured. Anytime there’s a party, our friends send us to get booze since nobody at the liquor stores IDs us, either.”

Me: *feeling like the biggest jerk on the planet and not knowing what to say* “Well… at least there’s that, huh?”