Restaurant experience’s

dankind

https://youtu.be/-W1jj7D1t0Y

Arkansas steamer bean....

PJ_Soul

I was once at a restaurant and had a literally crazy lady go bananas on me for no apparent reason and she threw a big glass of water in my face. It was a high end restaurant too. The manager gave me a $50 gift certificate as an apology.

PureandEasy

dankind said:

PureandEasy said:

I don’t know if this falls into the same realm . ..

 

Years ago, I was out with a group of co-workers, the table kept getting longer and longer.  It was not so much a restaurant setting but more of a drinking/appetizer event.  As more co-workers arrived, we moved tables to our group. 

There was one waitress assigned to our group, regardless of how large the group became.  If she were overwhelmed, I could understand.  But that wasn’t even it.  She was not attentive to the group at all.  I remember thinking, what is wrong with this young woman, there are 25 people here, do you have any idea what the least bit of effort, attention, means to your tip?

I also thought, well maybe she’s new, or maybe she’s seen this before and been burned. 

It’s all about work ethic. In my mind,   I was the most conscientious food preparer Taco Bell ever had, the most responsible stock person Kmart ever had.  It’s about taking pride in your job, whatever that job may be.

Pride in a job well done is self-respect 101.  It's been a long time since my Taco Bell/KMart days but I still carry that ethic with me today.  And it's served me well.

We used to “paint” art projects on the floor with the sour cream and guacamole guns, adding beans, meats, sauces and veggies for good measure, then deck scrub it all away come closing time. 

When it was slow, we’d go get baked in the walk-in and play football in the parking lot. 

The tough part was remembering someone’s drive-thru order until getting back inside to the register. 

Good times at Taco Bell. Sammy Davis Jr. came through the drive-thru and got pissed when I sang “Mr. Bojangles” at him. Also, I learned that “a whole shitload” is seven. Someone ordered a whole shitload of tacos, and when I asked them to clarify exactly how much a whole shitload would be, they told me seven. 

Bring back the green sauce!!!

It's funny you mention being baked, this was my first job and we got stoned every day before work.  But I was a damn good worker nonetheless. 

dankind

PureandEasy said:

dankind said:

PureandEasy said:

I don’t know if this falls into the same realm . ..

 

Years ago, I was out with a group of co-workers, the table kept getting longer and longer.  It was not so much a restaurant setting but more of a drinking/appetizer event.  As more co-workers arrived, we moved tables to our group. 

There was one waitress assigned to our group, regardless of how large the group became.  If she were overwhelmed, I could understand.  But that wasn’t even it.  She was not attentive to the group at all.  I remember thinking, what is wrong with this young woman, there are 25 people here, do you have any idea what the least bit of effort, attention, means to your tip?

I also thought, well maybe she’s new, or maybe she’s seen this before and been burned. 

It’s all about work ethic. In my mind,   I was the most conscientious food preparer Taco Bell ever had, the most responsible stock person Kmart ever had.  It’s about taking pride in your job, whatever that job may be.

Pride in a job well done is self-respect 101.  It's been a long time since my Taco Bell/KMart days but I still carry that ethic with me today.  And it's served me well.

We used to “paint” art projects on the floor with the sour cream and guacamole guns, adding beans, meats, sauces and veggies for good measure, then deck scrub it all away come closing time. 

When it was slow, we’d go get baked in the walk-in and play football in the parking lot. 

The tough part was remembering someone’s drive-thru order until getting back inside to the register. 

Good times at Taco Bell. Sammy Davis Jr. came through the drive-thru and got pissed when I sang “Mr. Bojangles” at him. Also, I learned that “a whole shitload” is seven. Someone ordered a whole shitload of tacos, and when I asked them to clarify exactly how much a whole shitload would be, they told me seven. 

Bring back the green sauce!!!

It's funny you mention being baked, this was my first job and we got stoned every day before work.  But I was a damn good worker nonetheless. 

Oh, yeah. If I was on the line while baked, you better believe that the portioning was painstakingly perfect. Of course, we still came up a little short due to our art projects.

If I was on dish duty, those were the cleanest goddamn dishes anyone has ever seen.

tempo_n_groove

This is a bad steak house story.

Myself and a co-worker were traveling from PA to AZ.  I had mentioned to him that The Big Texan steakhouse restaurant is on the way in Amarillo and that we should stop there to eat.  All I talked about for two days was eating a nice big piece of Prime Rib with some fresh horse radish!

We arrive around dinner time, the place is busy but not packed, we checked out the 72oz steak on display, that is a lotta meat!

So we get seated and I don't even look at a menu because I know what I am ordering!

Waitress asks "what'll ya have?"
Me "The biggest prime rib you've got!"
"Oh sorry sir but we ran out of prime rib."
The look of happiness has now vanished and replaced with my mouth agape...
My buddy pipes in "all he did was talk about that prime rib for two damn days.  He's beside himself, look at him!"

The waitress says she will bring me a wonderful fillet that will be even better than the prime rib.

OK!

I ask for medium.  It comes back raw.  Literally raw.  I cut into it and it was red and bloody.  Maybe on the grill for 5 seconds.

The waitress sends it back and the manager comes with a fresh off the grill steak 20 minutes later.  

"here you go sir, sorry about that!"

I cut into this steak and same thing, raw...I ask the manager "that looks raw to me, what do you think?"

"That's raw sir I am sorry!  I'll be right back"

Another 10 minutes goes by and then he is back with a nice medium done steak.  It was just ok...

Bill comes and there is nothing, as in ZERO, deducted from the bill. 

No free soda. 
No free desert.
Nadda...

Do not eat at the Big Texan in Amarillo.

F Me In The Brain

72 oz steak?  Holy crap!

My wife put down a 48 oz. porterhouse one time.

And a full side of broccoli.

At the time I am guessing she weighed about 100 pounds...the wait staff was amazed. 

I could not imagine seeing someone eat a 72 oz one.

dankind

Wobbie

Wobbie said:

my buddy’s salad had a live fucking moth stuck in the ranch dressing....we call the server over....they comp the salad.

not the whole meal, the salad. fuck you lone star steakhouse.

flip side of that was when the wife and I were at chevy's and kind of camouflaged between two huge parties on either side of us...after about four refills of chips, I told chip boy, "no more chips, what I'd really like is a server." they were all apologetic. I told the wife, "you watch, I'll get us a couple of free drinks out of this."

free drinks? they comped the entire meal, wouldn't even accept a tip and wanted to give us tequila shots to top it off! that's the kind of customer service that will bring me back. lone star? not so much.

LongestRoad

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HesCalledDyer

Not really any particular experience but it seems almost everywhere I go in my area, restaurants do not ask what temperature you want a burger cooked. And almost all of them cook to well done. Dry burgers suck. 

F Me In The Brain

HesCalledDyer said:

Not really any particular experience but it seems almost everywhere I go in my area, restaurants do not ask what temperature you want a burger cooked. And almost all of them cook to well done. Dry burgers suck. 

We were told at one place "we only cook burgers well done" and we left.  
Dry burgers are a crime.