Not me, I don't cry when I'm mad or frustrated. But another server tonight, a really sweet girl who is normally on the ball, was having a hell of a time with these 10 old ladies that were there for a birthday party. They started out with one server but then they just got up and moved themselves to the bar so they could smoke. They told another server (not theirs) to just pick up the stuff on the table and move it for them as they breezed by. Their first server saw that they were going to be twats, so he had them transferred to our cocktail waitress.
They stayed in there the whole three hours I was there tonight, and by the end of our cocktail waitress was standing in front of a computer terminal sobbing. I looked over her shoulder and saw that they had ordered a bunch of appetizers to share, and they had her split all of them 10 ways. So the screen was full of "1/10 Tableside Guacamole... $.94" and "1/10 chicken fajita nachos.... $.87" etc.
SERIOUSLY?
She said they were so rude to her, and acted like they were the only people in the place. There was a band on the patio tonight, and it was packed, no room at all. The outside hostess said they came and demanded that she find them some place to sit because they were here before the band got here and they should be able to move out to the patio if they want. Pretty sure the outside hostess told them to go get fucked.
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