Ok, some waiters are pigs……… Waiter has sex with underage girl – Story here. …….and some of us need anger management classes. Waiter accused of vandalizing home Man those waiters at Sizzler are mean bastards.
While perusing the net I stumbled across this waiter’s site. Some more tips on how not to behave in a restaurant.
“Waiter this coffee is cold.” “It’s a fresh pot madam.” “Whatever. Get me a hot cup of coffee.” I go back to the kitchen. I heat up a cup with water from the espresso machine and fill it with piping hot coffee. That usually does
It’s a frigid Wednesday night in February and we’re preparing to close early. The temperature has never inched above five degrees. Domino’s pizza delivery might be busy but we sure as hell aren’t. Sitting around counting our meager take for the night, we hear Caroline
It’s a beautiful summer’s day and two ladies are lunching al fresco on the patio. Everything is going swimmingly save for the insects that buzz around trying to catch a meal – or lay an egg. It’s a slow shift. I am inside deeply engrossed
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This Sunday night I am walking up the aisle when I hear a commotion near the front tables. A lady is shouting unintelligibly. I soon discover why. Perching on her table is Sciurus carolinensis – an American grey squirrel. He isn’t happy. “Holy fucking shit!”
You would think that if a guy cheats on his wife he’d be smart enough not to take his mistress to a restaurant him and his spouse patronize regularly. You would be wrong of course. When guys think with their dicks the IQ points start
It’s a busy Sunday and the place is jumping. Awaiting my delivery, three tables worth of entrees are racked and stacked in the kitchen. The pickup bell is ringing insistently. I am in the zone. The Zen-like state where I am aware of everything, no
A few months ago I’m telling a table of six hotties the specials when I hear a woman shriek, “Murray! Oh my God!” I look up from the store bought titties and see an older man, half standing at his table, clutching his throat and