Posts Tagged ‘gross’

Creepy Foreign Kid Makes Present for Server

Posted: May 1, 2013 in Gross, Photo Stories, Stories
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I had a creepy foreign family in my section last night. They yelled at each other the entire time in some kind of Eastern European language and ordered in broken English. They ordered a chocolate cake for dessert and the youngest member of the family took it upon himself to “make” me (their waiter) a present. This creepy little foreign shit licks the remain chocolate on the plate into the shape of a heart.

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The family left without leaving a tip. I guess they thought letting their youngest son tongue the fuck out of a plate was enough gratuity for me….I hate foreigners.

-Mark

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Revenge!

Posted: April 29, 2013 in Revenge, Stories
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Recently, the pub I work at has a new policy about not allowing dogs on the patio, all because of one major douchebag in particular.  It is a busy Sunday, serving mimosas to all of the drunk asses who wander up and down Belmont Shore California, when this fool’s dog just throws up twice on the patio.  I come out with my hands full with 4 schooners when this guy says, “Hey my dog just threw up and you should clean it up before someone steps in it.” … Sure, sir, let me get right on that for you… NOT. So I come out with a pitcher of water and hand it to the guy.  He scoffs and says, “You want me to clean this up? YOU work here.”  Just as I was about to body slam him (I wish) some meat head steps in the throw up, and starts getting heated.  Lucky for me, this meat head is a regular and also a bartender at another place on the street, and he made sure the guy clean up the puke on the ground… and his own feet :D

-Diane

National Ranch Dressing Day

Posted: April 28, 2013 in Gross, Stories
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Today is National Ranch Dressing Day. Every waiter and waitress cringes at the sight ranch dressing.

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Even mentioning extra ranch in to someone in the food service industry inspires the image of a fat, needy patron sucking down diet coke and dripping cellulite all over the restaurant. I don’t know what the connection between loving ranch dressing and sucking at life is…but it exists and everyone here at BreakRoomStories thought it would be fun to devote today to shaming all those ranch guzzling douche-bags.

Guess Who is in The Walk In!

Posted: April 10, 2013 in Stories
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OMG! It was almost closing time and there were barely any people in the restaurant. I finished my last table and my side work and go to find my shift lead (our restaurant has a policy that you need to get signed out by a shift lead) I look every-where for this guy…After looking for him for 20 minutes I decided to sign my self out and go to our walk in fridge to grab my leftovers from break. Guess who is in the walk in! My shift lead having sex with the hostess!

-Stacy

It Was Ripe

Posted: April 3, 2013 in Gross, Stories
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A child puked all over his mom and the booth I was sitting in. Oh it was ripe! But what makes this memorable is a table got sat right next to the throw up booth and a giant grown man got a smell of the puke and instantly threw up too…..I spent the next 25 minutes cleaning up 2 piles of puke. I hate my job.

-Brooke

Sign #1 That You Never Grew a Pair

Posted: March 28, 2013 in Drunk, Stories
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One of the funniest things I see as a female bartender is when men try to show how “manly” they are by drinking waaaay to much, and then puking…

REAL MANYLY OF YOU.

Anyway, I WISH I had been there to witness what happened last night, but I only heard from another coworker so I can’t be as detailed as I’d like to be.

Last night, a man came into our bar and had two shots of Maker’s Mark…paid his bill….and got drunk…

The man got drunk off of TWO SHOTS!…. and then proceeded to puke EVERYWHERE….and the ambulance was called.

Today, he came back in the restaurant because we had his credit card and went up to one of our bartenders, Angelic, who just happened to be the one serving him last night. He said, “Man… I don’t remember ANYTHING from last night. The last thing I clearly remember doing was signing my credit card receipt.”

Angelic: “Well, sir, you had two shots of Maker’s Mark, puked all over my bar, passed out, and then I had to call an ambulance for you.”

hahahahaahahahahahahaahhaahahahahahahahaa

Sign 1 that you never grew a pair…..

-Chelsea

Table Change

Posted: March 20, 2013 in Gross, Stories
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I bus tables and hostess at an upscale diner. About a month into working there, during a regular weekday lunch shift, a family of three walked in and I sat them at a two-top (with an extra chair for the baby carrier) beside an empty four-top.

The mother pulled out two chairs from the table beside theirs and proceeded to change her filthy spawn right there. RIGHT THERE. In the corner of the goddamn dining area. I spent about fifteen minutes after they left just sanitising the entire two tables and all the chairs.

People are super icky.

- Dennis

Your Kid is Not Going to Become My Problem

Posted: January 31, 2013 in Gross, Stories
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Public Service Announcement: when your child is vomiting in a restaurant, hold a cup to their mouth and take them to the bathroom. Dump your Pepsi on the floor, I don’t care. Do what you gotta do. But don’t ask your waitress for “a towel and maybe a bucket.” That is NOT going to become my problem.

- Bri

Remember Your Manners

Posted: January 30, 2013 in Gross, Stories
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Come on people, you’re in public around other human beings. Sucking on your fingers, scraping silverware and smacking your food? I know your momma didn’t raise you to eat like a barbarian.

- Jack

Flu Season

Posted: January 17, 2013 in Gross, Stories
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It’s flu season. I have the flu. Last shift I showed up even though I was sick. Mid way through the shift I went down hill fast, I felt like I was going to throw up. I told my manager I needed to go home and he said sorry we are slammed you have to stay. No more than 5 minutes later I had to run to the bathroom and puke. I told him I just threw up and I needed to go home, the asshole just shrugged gave me a mint and said tough…..I quit and walked out.

-Robert

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