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Old Lady with severe dementia comes in with her family. As I am pre-bussing she proclaims that she has to use the restroom. However, she had already began to go. Diarrhea all over the seat and trailing through the dining room. We had to open the emergency exit to let guests leave. I felt so bad for the busser who had to clean it up! I tipped him extra that night!
-Rachel
That moment when you are almost done with your side work and you drop a container holding 10 soy sauces that shatter everywhere and it keeps you there for another hour cleaning and makes you smell like soy sauce for dayyyyys. Just happened.
-Kerry
I wasn’t a bartender but I worked as a bus boy my first year of college. One day after work the managers told everyone that we needed to start cutting people off that looked like they were too drunk. The next night I over heard a waiter talking to his 6 top.
Waiter: How is everyone?
First Customer: Can we get another round?
Waiter: I can get one for everyone else but you can’t even look at me straight. I’m sorry but I have to cut you off.
Second Customer: DUDE, She’s been cross eyed since birth!
Waiter: One round coming right up!
-Mitchel
The store I work at, which will naturally remain unnamed, is run by people who insist we offer small children lollipops (as well as small, cheap toys that often double as choking hazards). Since we’re reminded to make such offers, I did so today only to be met with a response of “Oh, no. My daughters don’t need those.” The three little girls protested, and were met with a scolding along the lines of “You don’t need suckers, because they’re nothing but sugar and sugar makes you fat. You don’t want to be fat, do you? Then nobody will like you.” Certainly left me speechless, if nothing else.
-Phil
I was a host for a busy seafood place and the waiters were dumb as rocks, so I used to mess with them all the time. One story sticks out:
Waitress: My customer wants to know where this fish is from?
Me: The Sea of Tranquility.
Waitress: Thanks!
Giggle, giggle, heel-spin, and he’s telling the table where its from.
*1 minute later*
Waitress: You are such a fucking asshole!
-Katie
Depositing money at the bank:
“I swear I’m not a stripper. I just have alot of ones…I’m a waitress.”
-Nicole
I always make a point to be chipper with my guests and always be in a good mood. No one has ever commented on it really besides the occasional, “I need some coffee…like you!”
However, during the first couple months I started serving (so obviously I was very excited), probably the best assumption about myself happened!
One of our younger hosts approached me in fits of laughter. “Oh my God,” she said, trying to talk and gasp for air at the same time. “You will never guess what your table just said about you.”
Uh ohhh. This could go good or bad.
“They asked if you were on drugs. HAHAHA. Seriously. They literally came up to me and said, “Hey you know that bubbly blonde waitress? Does she pop pills or anything to get her going…she’s so bouncy and energetic!! It’s not natural!”
I just about died of laughter…my place of employment is very strict about drinking, drugs, and even cigarettes.
But I’ll take it as a compliment…better than being the restaurant grump!
-Nikki
I am a host. Tonight I showed a girl to her table. Twenty minutes later I had to remove the same girl as she was crying her heart out (very loudly!) having been stood up!
-Rick
In honor of Spring Break here is a mash-up of party fails:
I was setting up for a party of 20 with my coworker and talking about how we’d split the gratuity with the breaker. My coworker said, “we’ll give him NOTHING, I had a party last night and he passed out on my couch then pissed himself, he owes me.” after the party, the breaker never asked for his cut. I love my job.
