Posts Tagged ‘restaurant stories’

I bartend. One afternoon a middle aged couple came in with an old (80?) lady they referred to as Grandma. Grandma seemed a little confused and they talked to her like she was a child. The middle aged lady made a comment about being hungry and then Grandma says very loudly, “Have you ever been so hungry you could eat the ass out of a dead skunk?” I almost fell over behind the bar I was laughing so hard.

-Trevor

I was working the lunch shift at a Steak House in San Gabriel, CA, and a party of 4 walked in. Two adults, and two kids; one of the kids, a 4 year old, was being breastfed (I know he was 4, because I asked their ages while we were making small talk). I started to take the order while he was munching on her rack, he stopped for a second, and ordered a New York steak, my jaw dropped to the floor. True story..the life of a Food Server.

-Brian

Today I had a customer order a dish that comes with vegetables and mash potatoes. He asked if he could have an extra side of mashed potatoes and I informed him it would be $2.50 extra. With a heavy sigh, he agreed.

Did you think I could just give you extra food for free?

Anyway, the kitchen informs me that we are out of mashed potatoes and have cubed ones instead. I inform the man this and he goes BERZERK!

Man : WHAT!! Are you serious? You seriously don’t have mashed potatoes? How do you run out of mashed potatoes? Is this serious?

Me: Well sir, there are only 2 dishes on the menu that come with mashed potatoes, so they don’t prepare that much in the morning. If you like though we have the cubed potatoes, or could could do extra vegetables or pasta.

Man: But I want mashed potatoes!

Me: I’m really sorry sir, is there anything we can substitute instead?

Man: No, I want mashed potatotes and I won’t be happy unless I get them.

Me: I’m sorry sir.

He then gets up and walks out. After him and his wife already drank all their drink and ate their salads.

REDICKKK

-Jhonny

I had a female customer in her 30’s ask me what type of fish the filet mignon was. I replied “it is a spotted one that goes moo”.

-Brian