i think it's time to hang up my apron
i was a nanosecond away from walking out the door of my lame server job today. now, why i still have this job escapes me. i am so over dealing with fat white trash, people who don't speak english, tourists, teenagers and high maintenence oc moms. blech! those people can fuck themselves!
after a series of irritants, i had had it. the final straw came with this table of 4 mexican teenagers, all ghetto'd out chola style.
they were completely rude, and i knew i wasn't going to get a tip. but i tried tobe nice anyway. when one of the little sluts demanded i get her a new soda i turned around and said "excuse me?!" with a horrified look on my face. she did that neck thing and said "i want a sprite NOT coke". i answered with "whatever" and then made her wait for 15 minutes for her damn soda.
after several other incidents, i just hated them and wanted them out of there. i was worried they weren't even going to pay, let alone tip.
so i see them leave their money & run out the door. they had left a note scribbled on a napkin that read "you suck". that was too much for me to take.
so i run after them into the mall courtyard. i yelled, "you know what? YOU suck!!! don't come back to my restaurant until you learn how to act in public! we don't need business from little brats like you. learn how to act, you little shits! if you can't afford to go out to eat stay home. you are trash! i hope you liked that "special" soda i made you"
(side note: no, i didn't spit in her soda, i just wanted her to think i did. hee hee)
oh man, i had a total meltdown. i guess that will teach them to not fuck with their waitresses!
after a series of irritants, i had had it. the final straw came with this table of 4 mexican teenagers, all ghetto'd out chola style.
they were completely rude, and i knew i wasn't going to get a tip. but i tried tobe nice anyway. when one of the little sluts demanded i get her a new soda i turned around and said "excuse me?!" with a horrified look on my face. she did that neck thing and said "i want a sprite NOT coke". i answered with "whatever" and then made her wait for 15 minutes for her damn soda.
after several other incidents, i just hated them and wanted them out of there. i was worried they weren't even going to pay, let alone tip.
so i see them leave their money & run out the door. they had left a note scribbled on a napkin that read "you suck". that was too much for me to take.
so i run after them into the mall courtyard. i yelled, "you know what? YOU suck!!! don't come back to my restaurant until you learn how to act in public! we don't need business from little brats like you. learn how to act, you little shits! if you can't afford to go out to eat stay home. you are trash! i hope you liked that "special" soda i made you"
(side note: no, i didn't spit in her soda, i just wanted her to think i did. hee hee)
oh man, i had a total meltdown. i guess that will teach them to not fuck with their waitresses!

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