*~WARNING LOOOOOOONG POST~*


Okay as everyone who actually reads this knowns that I work as a waitress. Don't get me wrong I LOVE it! But there are times which make me want to throw off my apron thing(I have no idea what it's called)) and storm out of there. Case in point...Last night. Okay so I was working from 3 to 10:30 ALL BY MYSELF. Yes, I did have one other girl there, but she was doing delivers, so she didn't have to wait tables or anything. Any who, so I get this mad rush of people of five diffrent tables to come in, a table of 5, a table of 5, a table of four, and two tables of 2. Okay so I'm fine with the whole idea of all these tables I just hate it when THEY ALL COME IN AT THE SAME TIME. So I'm running around with my head chopped off. Theres still a table I haven't cleaned off. And I'm doing my best trying to get everyones drink and then their order. And I have a system. I place your order up depending if your first or not. Okay so I finally get a second to actually write down everything and hang them up. So I'm still running around with my head cut off by handing out apatizers, getting refills, and cleaning tables. Okay so I'm rushing to get a drink for this one person when the one of the couples from table two comes up to me. And he's all, "Umm where's our pizza?" I look at him and go,"I'm not sure where it's at in the cooking process, but I can ask." So I leave him and then of course I get called out to take out my pizza for tables so I bring out get all the extra stuff.
Okay so the couple from above I'd like ot tell everyone were the THIRD ones to walk into the door. So therefore their ticket it THIRD in line. In any case the guy walks up to me as I'm grabbing some more refills and says. "Where is our pizza!?" Okay at this point I'm ready to snap, but I don't instead I say. "Sir, I'm working on getting it out." And then he goes all mad and says,"We'll just pay for our beer!" Okay now I'm starting to get pissed. So I say,
"Umm, Mr. Fadel can ring you up." So I tell Mr. Fadel their order. Then he starts to yell.
"I've waited an hour for my pizza! I'm not paying for it!" Okay now I'm severly pissed off so I snap... ((To all you idiots out there who agree with them, their pizza took longer because they got ANCHOVIES which take longer to cook. Besides a pizza needs to be in the oven FOR AT LEAST 25 mins, takes about 10mins to make it.))
"Look Sir! If you have not noticed there was a RUSH of people that walked in! I'm doing my best being the ONLY waitress here to serve ALL of you."
He looks at me and says. "Well we still aren't paying for it!"
Mr. Fadel thankfully saves the guy from me punching him in the face as he says,"your pizza is ready if you'll give me a second to take it out."
I decied to leave before I snap at the guy again.
So I come back around to them with a forced smile and figure it's better to be the bigger person, right?
"Hello, how is everything? Good? That's good. I'm sorry Sir you were right i should of put your order FIRST (not)." Then he says somethign that almost made me hit him AGAIN. "It's okay I forgive you." FORGIVE ME!? Who the hell does this guy think he is!? So I leave yet again. Thankfully my other table of 2 were so nice and the guy was SO polite in saying i was doing a good job. Not to mention my table of four, the younger guy gave me a smile and said thank you foreverything. Danny (one of the cooks) and Mr. Fadel also gave me reasuring comments. So in the end i didn't get a tip from them...So yeah.

Some time later I'll talk about other things that make my blood boil. Just wanted you all to know this story. ^-^

P.S. NO I didn't spit in his food or drinks.
P.P.S I wish I could do what the emotion con is doing to that jerk!