I ventured home over the Easter holiday to spend some time with my family. It was a lovely couple of days but some very interesting times along with it. Here is one of them.
Background information my town is a small town, just over 1,000 people live there. I graduated with 27 kids in my class.
I arrived on Wednesday, you know for wing Wednesday of course. My family had not been for a couple of weeks and during their time of absence from the pub it had changed management. This tended to happen everyone 20 minutes. There must be a list of Greek people that want to own manage a restaurant in a small town. When one leaves the next ones are ready to go. Anyway we arrived earlier then normal, we just wanted to have a quick family bit to eat before all the other people came to join the wing group. My mom ordered a Greek salad and a beer, my dad, a Caesar salad and beer. I ordered some kabobs and an Iced Tea.
My mom and dad got their orders pretty quick. My dad’s salad was more like Caesar soup, i think that they forgot to dry the lettuce after they washed it. My Iced tea arrived 30 minutes later, (must have been growing the tea leaves and harvesting the Sugar Cain) and my food was SLAMMED down in front of me another 15 minutes after that. But we dare not say anything as it is a small town and that is the way pubs and restaurants work. I ate my dinner quietly even though it was cold.
We finished up the meal as my folk’s friend were arriving for some wings and more beer. Everyone sat down and ordered away. They were spouting out wing flavours here and there. Then it came to me, so i ask what kind of wing do you have. The waitress looked at me and told me that they are all in the menu. “Well then i will need a menu wont I!” i replied smiling of course because she had taken the menu’s before because we were taking too long to decide of food and others wanted to eat.
A few minute later she returned, “Could you show me where in the menu the flavours are listed?” She stormed over to where i was sitting and grabbed the menu away from me and started reading it. Well here is the problem, there were not listed in the menu, she looked over the pages, could not find it and left. I still had not ordered any wings at this time.
She again retuned, i dare not ask another question but i did. “What kind of hot sauce is on the wings?” “I just take the orders i don’t cook them,” she informed me. Well let us just say that I do not take well to being spoken to like that, and decided to play her game, “Then I order YOU to go to the kitchen and find out what kind of hot sauce is on the wings, and return to me. I have allergies and there are only certain kinds I can eat.” She turned to leave but some of the other people at the table also had questions so she heard, “while you are back there can you also find out…” for several of them. It was a little funny.
She returned, it was 20 minutes later. She had the answers to everyone's questions which was nice finally to know, mind you the attitude was very shall we say evident. I decided to order some wings (they had the hot sauce that i like), Then i asked the the sass was extra. She corrected me saying that extra sauce is extra money. I corrected her and said, “Is the sass extra, because if it is I'm not paying for you to talk to me or anyone like that.” She left hopefully to put my order in.
Another 30 minutes later I got my wings slammed down in front of me again. They were pretty good but not worth the wait. As I got my wings another couple arrived in the group. They knew what they wanted to eat so they ordered before the waitress could get away from brining my food. Now there was 12 of us at the table. We were all eating, drinking and chatting. Mostly chatting as she was very slow with the food and drinks.
45 minutes later still not food for the last couple. We all looked around to try and locate our waitress but she was MIA. We waited a few more minutes and still no where to be seen. We went to the bar, not a soul. One of the guys went to the back near the kitchen and was stopped by the new owner. He explained the situation of some people have been waiting for over 45 minutes for their food and we could not find our waitress.
The guy returned and the owner made his wife and his food for fee and to go. Suddenly our server appeared again. She come over to the couple that had been waiting for their food and told them that she did put the order in, and notice it was taking awhile. The lady was very upset that it took so long, “Yes well you could have check up on it for us, that would be the proper thing to do as our waitress since you notice we were waiting.”
Well let say that she did not get much of a tip. Just shocking to me that she has a job serving people. YIKES!
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