17 September 07 - 22:27Since when does "No" have more than one meaning?
Now that I'm splitting my time at work managing and waiting tables, I've definitely earned myself a few new gray hairs. Pulling an eight hour shift with no break wouldn't seem so bad, except for the customers, errr, guests.
Since it is a long day and we've got a new kitchen manager, we were bound to run out of something. About the last three hours of my shift consisted of going by tables to apologize for being out of whatever item they wanted, and offering to buy them another entree on the house. Most normal people would be pleased with this. I would. Wouldn't you? A free meal just because the dish you wanted was unavailable? Seems like a dream!
Except for this one table.
As I arrive to let the lady know we are all out of her entree, I'm nearly bowled over by her application of sparkly midnight blue eyeshadow (it was headed north towards the temples, people!)
"Hello, Sir, Ma'am. I just came by to apologize for our ... (more)


