So, the SO and I went out for a St. Patty’s day beer and snack yesterday. We each ordered one beer and our dinner.
Everything had arrived and we were munching away. SO was about half way through his beer and Scamina, Evil Waitress from Hell asked if he wanted another.
He said “No.” Which seems quite clear.
Fast forward a bit. SO was about 3/4 of the way through his beer and Scamina, Evil Waitress from Hell again asks if he wants another.
“No thank you.” was the response. Still, pretty clear.
So, SO finishes his beer. I’m still nursing mine and we’re still munching on dinner. Scamina, Evil Waitress from Hell whips by the table, grabs his glass and mumbles “memudmedume mejd” We both assume she has said “Here, let me take that out of your way” or some such.
Meanwhile, SO and I are watching Bush announce his plans for world domination and so we are a tad distracted. When we both look back at the table, there’s a new, full beer sitting there in front of SO.
“Did you order that?” I ask.
“Nope.” he replies.
Through deductive reasoning, we descover that Scamina, Evil Waitress from Hell, at her last pass of the table, had said “I’ll grab you another one.” in a flurry on her way past. She never waited for confermation. She ignored previous “Nos” from the SO. She was basically trying to pump up the bar tab. This probably works for a lot of customers. Even if they don’t order another beer, they’ll drink it if it’s there.
Not so for the SO. We called her over, and really, really nicely (Trust me - I used to be a waitress - we were really nice,) and said “We didn’t order this beer.”
Well, Scamina, Evil Waitress from Hell got pissed right off. “You didn’t ORDER it?” You DIDN’T order it?" “YOU didn’t order it?”
“Uh, no.” we both replied.
I seriously thought the woman was going to rip our throats out. She started sputtering and her face turned beet red.
She grabed the beer, sloping it all over our table and stormed off. About 20 minutes later a different waitress brought us our bill after we asked for it.
So -
Listen up, Scamina, Waitress from Hell, if you want to randomly drop beers a peoples’ tables thats fine. But you have no business, whatsoever, getting snitty when the people point out they didn’t order them. Wench.
Oh - and you look stupid in that big green hat, too.
We were at Woody’s Taphouse which is usually a pretty good, low key type pub.