A few weeks ago, I get sat a 6 top, mom, dad, grandma, aunt, 2 kids,
one of which has a birthday. I hear about the birthday from the
seater. So, I walk up to the table and genuinely greet them. (Even
though I hate kids, lol. I usually give extra money to the seaters at
the end of a shift if they keep kids out of my section.) Anyway, it is
a slow Saturday lunch, so I am happy to have the 6. Everyone is
extrmemely pleasant at the table except grandma, her fresh-
pot-of-coffee-cup-of-coffee is too cold, I assured her I heated her
cup prior to filling it and that the pot was fresh. So, I grab the pot
to heat up her coffee a bit. With the steaming pot in my hand, she
takes another sip and says its cold. I apologize once again and assure
her there is not much else I can do. She then gets further upset and
while still standing there I pour the scolding hot coffee onto my hand
to demonstrate that it is in fact hot, and that I got burned by it. My
hand later blistered. I told her that by law we can not serve coffee
that could kill a small child. We covered the coffee and just got her
ice water. The other adults at the table are laughing their asses off
at her stupidity.
Everything else about the visit is great, once again all but crabby
granny. They are all nearing the end of their meal and granny strikes
again, “HEY! when is junior here getting his free dessert?” “I was
going to SURPRISE him with it along maybe another treat, after all of
your plates are cleared, as it is rude to force more food at you in an
attempt to rush you out of here,” I say. “Oh…well…” So, I clear
the plates and refill beverages one more time, and granny chimes in
again, loudly, and bitchy…”When is the FREE DESSERT COMING!”
I bring out our birthday dessert and only 2 spoons, not 6 and look at
the children and say, this whole thing is just for you.(It is a
massive dessert) Granny, still angry for no reason asks where is my
spoon? I remind her that it is junior’s birthday. I bring the bill
with a full charge for the dessert on it. Granny has to chime in of
course”HEY! WHY IS THERE A CHARGE FOR THE DESSERT ON THE BILL?!” I
replied, “the birthday dessert, under normal circumstances, is
complimentary, not free and automatic, and yes there is a difference.”
Granny paid and didn’t tip me. Dad pulled me aside and gave me $30, he
said he hates his mother-in-law and that he never had the balls to put
her in her place. Dad and his buddies come in once on a while and
request me every time.
- Seasoned Vet
