Monday, December 1, 2008

waiting tables

just a quick post here before I go to bed. I wait tables on monday nights at a place in cambridge and I'm pretty sure I've written about some of my biggest pet peeves from customers. but just to highlight my most hated two: water with no ice, are you fucking kidding me??? why? is all I want to know. I have super sensitive teeth and actually prefer room temperature water but I will never ever ever send water back because I want no ice. and flagging the waitress down. I have personally gotten up and found my waiter or asked someone else to find them because they suck and decided to disappear on me but I will never flag someone down. I don't even like flagging cabs down. I hate that shit. its ignorant and tonight I got both. so I not only wanted to throw ice water in this dudes face, I also wanted to stab a girl in her hand. but what salvaged the night was the fighting couple. after overhearing their conversation I'm not even sure if they were a couple (he was tired of chasing her, to which she replied you've never chased me). they were so awesome and they absolutely HATED each other. which I'm sure sucked for them. but it was great for me and my manager. I'm pretty sure this is just another reason on the list of why I'll be alone forever because I take too much joy in other people's misery. just random people though, not peeps I know. other than Pete. I like making him miserable, though I'm not sure I've completely succeeded in that yet.
I don't know how the fighting started but I brought them water and they were fine, I went back to get their order and you could almost see the hate emitting from them both. and she was a complete bitch to get her order from because she didn't want to talk to him about the order which made me have to stand there while he was pulling words from her mouth. (he asked do you want mushrooms, she said whatever. whatever you want, while sighing really loud). she actually said at one point, I can't deal with your shit right now, to which I ran away and giggled. and she then put her hood of her sweatshirt on when she was done ordering. so great. it was like christmas for me. anyways, that's all. I'm off to take care of this fucking tattoo that hurts like hell and go to bed.

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