I always speak up for waiters and barkeeps because I’ve worked around nightclubs and casinos all my life, and had many waitress, barmaid and dancer girlfriends, so I know the biz through their eyes … however, I’ve had some pretty rough dining experiences, especially out on the road.
In one coffee shop, after the food was hurriedly dropped off (cold, eggs and toast, yuccch) and the waitress disappeared, we got impatient, and since I didn’t see another waitress or manager nearby, I got up to get more coffee from the server station, and a couple of other items, extra butter, a spare spoon, what-have-you. When the waitress walked by, ignoring us, but then turned around and saw me getting up to get some Tabasco Sauce, she went ballistic. She stormed over to our table and read me the riot act … how it’s her job to get me Tabasco, and I’m not allowed to get condiments from the shelf, etc. etc.
I was amused by then and simply told her that since she couldn’t do her job right, I’d do it for her, at least where our table was concerned; then I asked to see the manager.
First time I saw him all night, right away I could tell he was having a fling with the waitress, and she was bossing HIM around. I told him his waitress needed remedial training in serving and customer service. … basically said she was a rude, inattentive worker, and we’d like a different waitress. She wouldn’t let him budge. She dominated him to the point he was afraid to say anything., then she went in the kitchen and never came out. No big deal, I just paid what I though the food was and left no tip. Put the money on the table, walked out.
Several months later we’re going through the same area (Las Vegas), and stop at the same place (it’s a big chain coffee shop, right next to the gig). Guess who’s still there. That waitress nervously begged another server to take our table … I’m sure she described us as the customers from hell. Turns out we got a great server, had a good time, left a big tip, and asked for her again when we toured back through there.
Things like this happen at fancy places, too, but in the wee hours when you’re drained from working all night and just want to watch the sun come up over some breakfast and coffee, it’s especially trying.