Nobody wants to be the customer everyone hates, but at one point or another, most of us have been. Because some part of us likes to think that when we go out to eat, they’re there to serve us and we just get to sit there and stuff our faces until we’re ready to walk away.
Well, we went to a restaurant in New York City to ask a server (who asked to remain anonymous, for obvious reasons) for a list of things that customers do that make him want to spit in their food. The server didn’t say if he’d actually ever spit in anyone’s food, but try anything on this list, and we wouldn’t hold it against him. Read more…
The other night, I met some family in town for a nice dinner. I rarely get to see these family members, so we picked an expensive steakhouse as a treat. The restaurant was posh, and from the reviews I had read online, I was looking forward to a delicious meal. It was clearly a trendy venue, with dimmed lights, weirdly shaped couches and rustic decor. We sat down and our server immediately came to the table.
I was expecting a hearty greeting. You know, the standard, “Welcome. My name is Tiffany, and I will be your server tonight.” What we got instead was an emotionless, “Hello. Do you know where you are?” Keep reading »