Saturday, January 30, 2010

Skipping out on the Manners Lesson

Once again, a booking was made under the name of Dunk. I actually picked up this booking and already knew who it was by the sound of their voice. Dread came over me at this point. So I sighed (which I have been doing a lot lately) and decided there was no escaping their clutches.



Sizzling-Lady is the older sister of Satay-Lady. They are alike in attitude, which does not make it pleasant for any waitress. Sizzling-Lady seems to like to believe that the whole world revolves around her. That's right, she is one of the those people. Everything must come to her straight away when she asks for it, and she doesn't ask in a nice way either.



Sizzling-Lady orders the same thing every times she comes in to eat, which is almost once a month. For entree she will have the King Prawn Cutlets. We serve this dish with a wedge of lemon, she likes it with Sweet and Sour sauce but NEVER orders it with the sauce.

Sizzling-Lady: Where's my red sauce? [As I put down her King Prawn Cutlets].

Some nights I feel like telling her that she didn't order one with it and that it's served with a wedge of lemon so that's what she got. Of course then I know I will get this response.

Sizzling-Lady: But I always have it with the red sauce, and you should know that.

Yep, because I am a total mind-reader.

Then for her main meal she will order:

Sizzling Beef
- Little onion
- Mild
- Cut up fine.

There are so many things wrong with this order.

1. When she asks for little onion. She doesn't seem to understand that we understand what little means.

Sizzling-Lady: Little onion, like extra little. Not too much because I have a problem with lots of onion.

Then she goes on about something about her bowel movements. Oh yes. I tune out at this point because it is too much information for me. Or usually I just walk away.

2. Mild. Sizzling Beef is not a spicy dish. In fact its the opposite. Its sweet. I have no idea why she thinks that this is a spicy dish when she eats it all the time. I once tried to explain to her that this was not a spicy dish. It went something like this.

Me: Sizzling Beef isn't spicy so asking for it to be mild won't make a difference.
Sizzling-Lady: Yeah, I don't want it to be spicy.
Me: It's not a spicy dish, so you don't have say it when you are ordering it.
Sizzling-Lady: I just want the dish to be mild, extra mild.

I walked away after that. She obviously was not getting the point and it was pretty plain that she was not even listening to me. The only reason why I even bothered to try was that in case a new waitress had to take her order and got confused by what she was ordering. It was pretty much a failure.

3. The beef is already in bite size proportions. If she wants it any more finely chopped it will turn out like mince meat. The interesting thing is that I usually don't write 'cut up fine' because I think that she has it confused with the Sizzling Steak, which has much larger pieces. Not once has she EVER complained about the size of the meat.

She drinks way too much when she comes in and will walk out of the restaurant pretty drunk. A drunk Dunk. Shes not very polite and when she asks for things, its definitely not in a way that makes you really want to get it done straight away.

The one thing that confuses me the most, above all else, is that this women must be in her 60s and I wonder how she has survived in this world having an attitude like that to people, not just waitresses. It is pretty shocking and I think it is just down right rude.

This is why I feel that no matter what I do, and no matter how much I do, I do not think that she appreciates what I do. I use to put up with it, but lately I feel like I don't have to put up with people who talk to me without any manners. In fact the children who sat next to her table had more manners than she had. Sizzling-Lady could learn a thing or too from them.

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Two Hundred Items Later.




Customer-Without-a-Menu: [On the phone in take away]. Hi, can you tell me what chicken dishes you have on your menu.

There are over 200 items on our menu.
About 50 of them are chicken dishes.

Me: There are a lot of dishes. Did you want something in particular?
Customer-Without-a-Menu: Oh no. I just want to know what there is.

I take a deep breath and read out the chicken section.
Half way through this painful reading I already know that they have given up listening.

Customer-Without-a-Menu: Oh. I'll just come down and have a look then.

Sigh...

Sunday, January 24, 2010

The Lemons Are Turning You Dramatic & Sour

There's a lot of people waiting to hear about this customer, Lemon-Lady. It is in fact one of my all time favourtie ones, and I must admit it didn't really piss me off in, just left me dumb-founded. Then again, don't they usually?

King Prawn Cutlets come in a serving proportion of six. There is also a complimentary wedge of lemon served with it, in both Take Away and Dine In. While some customers use the lemon wedge, some actually enjoy it with a side of Sweet and Sour. Everyone is different.



Lemon-Lady is regular Take Away customer. On this unique night she orders her usual King Prawns Cutlets. We receive a call from her later on in the night.

Lemon-Lady: There is something wrong in my King Prawn Cutlets.
Me: I'm sorry about that, what seems to be the problem?
Lemon-Lady: The lemon has no juice in it.
Me: Okay, so the King prawn Cutlets themselves are fine?
Lemon-Lady: No, because now I can't eat them without lemon.

Golly gosh, really now? This was not one that I had heard before. There was nothing wrong with the actual food, yet she could not eat it without the lemon? I stood there kind of dumbfounded, in fact this was one of the times that I really wished our Take Away phone had a loudspeaker, because I'm sure all the other waitress would have loved to hear this one for themselves.

Me: I can give you another lemon, even a a double serving of lemon, if you want to come get more, or I can make a note that next time you order we will make sure that you get a better lemon wedge.
Lemon-Lady: How can you give me a lemon with no juice in it. Don't you guys check it?
Me: We buy them from the local grocery store.
Lemon-Lady: Well, you should quality check them when you give them out.

Oh man. Lemon-Lady was fighting with me over the phone about a piece of lemon! But the funny thing was that at this moment in time, I wasn't pissed off about a stupid complaint as I would usually be, in fact, I thought it was amusing that we were fighting about lemons. That's probably why I started to get a little smart mouthed after that.

Me: Well, we just buy them from the groceries so if there is a problem with the lemons then maybe you should bring it up with them.
Lemon-Lady: I'm not going to go to the groceries to argue about lemons. You gave it to me.

Yet, it seems perfectly reasonable to still be on the phone with me about a wedge of lemon. 

Me: Sorry, but that's where we get them from.
Lemon-Lady: Like I said you should check them.
Me: So, you're saying I should squeeze them, so I know if the are juicy, before I give them out.
Lemon-Lady: Yes, you should check them.

At this point I think Lemon-Lady has eaten too many lemons because it's really gotten to her head. I felt like saying that well next time I will squeeze the lemon and then tell her about all the juice that came out of it, and then give her the wedge because I have quality tested it. But of course I had to hold my tongue. By this time a few other waitresses were listening on this conversation and realised that I was getting pretty fed up with it.

Me: Look, if you don't want to come down and get more lemons, I will just write it down for next time.
Lemon-Lady: Well, I want a credit for the King Prawn Cutlets.
Me: Is there anything wrong with them? [Knowing that there wasn't because she had told me there was nothing wrong with them.]
Lemon-Lady: No, but now I can't eat them without lemons.
Me: I can't give a you a credit for something that has nothing wrong with it.
Lemon-Lady: But how do you expect me to eat them now without lemons.

How about, bite, chew, chew, swallow? Not hard.

Lemon-Lady: I don't mind paying for extra lemons but I can't eat the Cutlets without them.

I like to tell everyone that waitresses do talk about you. You may think that we don't, but we do. Lemon-Lady had previously ordered a whole lemon with her King Prawn Cutlets, we charged her an extra dollar. After all, you don't get extra things for free. She complained about how we charged her the extra dollar for a lemon and never ordered extra lemon again. So obviously she was now lying to me to get her own way. I still had to hold my tongue, so I said nothing.

Lemon-Lady: I always order the King Prawn Cutlets from your restaurant, and I love lemons with them.

So maybe, just as a suggestion, Lemon-Lady should buy some EXTRA lemons on her own so that she can suck on as many of them as she wants.

Lemon-Lady: So now, I can't eat them without lemons.
Me: Look. We make the Cutlets, there is nothing wrong with them. We buy the lemons and when we cut it up it seems fine. So I cannot give a you a credit for the whole serving of King Prawn Cutlets.

It baffles me completely. The wedge of lemon is complimentary, we don't add it to the cost of the King Prawn Cutlets AT ALL. In fact, there are places that don't even give you the wedge of lemon. How can I give you a credit on a wedge of lemon that is not charged when you really plainly just refuse to eat perfectly good King Prawn Cutlets?

Lemon-Lady: Well that's just not good enough.

Lemon-Lady would not get off the phone with me. Really it was just wasting my time. Finally one of the waitresses tells me that if she puts the wedge of lemon in the microwave for a few seconds it might help with the juice issue. So I tell Lemon-Lady this.

Lemon-Lady: Well I'll see if it works.

Then she finally hangs up.


Now don't get me wrong. I love King Prawn Cutlets, I love lemon, and I love to eat the two together. So I do understand that she was a little pissed off that she wasn't getting enough juice out of the lemon. But if she orders it ALL the time, refused to pay a dollar for an extra lemon, and not buy her own extra lemons. What in the world was she complaining about? I understand if it was a case of wanting to inform us, as some customers do, but really she wanted a reward for it as well.


Never, in my line of work, would I have ever thought that I could spend ten minutes talking about a wedge of lemon.


After that incident, she ordered her meals under a different name (she orders the exact same things every week). I think maybe, just a little, that she knows she was being slightly dramatic over a wedge of lemon. She now also gets her son to come in the pick up the order instead of showing up herself. However, just in the last week she has started using her own name again, but she still has not come to pick her meal face-to-face in Take Away, but instead has her son picking up the order for her.

The moral of this? Don't argue for ten minutes on something that is not charged, and assume you will get some sort of credit for perfectly good food that you simply refuse to eat.



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Apologies for not updating in almost a week.
For once there was something else going on in my life that wasn't work/customer related.
It was nice even if it was short lived.


Saturday, January 16, 2010

Imaginary Meals for Your Imaginary Dollars

Customers want the best deal that they can possibly get at the lowest price that they can possibly get it for. In other words they just want free stuff, and will whinge, whine and even try and threaten you with other restaurant in hopes that they will succeed in their quest.

Now don't get me wrong, I like to try to get the best deal that I can wherever I go. In fact, I am quite a stingy person, but to whinge, whine and threaten about it. Can we just say, desperate?



There is a booking for 22 people next Friday. It's not a big booking but it will make sure that we won't have a bad night either. They came in tonight to pre-order their meals, so that we have an easy run night. They ordered a Banquet Meal. Banquet Meals are set menus at a certain price per person. They are the best deals to have when you have more than 10 people, and they are discounted because the meals set are easy to cook and cause the least amount of trouble for everyone.

But don't be fooled by this seemingly easy booking. They wanted more for their imaginary dollars than what we were already offering.

They wanted to talk to my Boss, which is fair enough but my Boss' English is limited. Most of the big bookings are handled by myself or other senior staff on his behalf. Of course any major changes have to be confirmed by him. This time round, he left it to me to handle because he had to get back into the kitchen to cook meals. They had come in at prime restaurant dinner time.

They ordered Banquet B, there are only four Banquets, ranging from $13-$21 per person. Their Banquet B was $15.00 per person. It consists of:

Spring Rolls
Dim Sims

Honey Chicken
Garlic Combination
BBQ Pork with Plum Sauce
Beef with Black Bean
Large Special Fried Rice

You get one dish of (ie. Honey Chicken) between four people. In total that's four different mains between four people. There is also unlimited Fried Rice.



Imaginary-Dollars-Man: We can't eat any beef or pork so we want to change some of the dishes.
Me: That's fine. What would you like to have replaced instead?
Imaginary-Dollars-Man: We want to change the beef and pork to king prawns and fish.
Me: That will have to be extra.

Imaginary-Dollars-Man did not believe me. They thought that I was making it up. Yep, that's what I do, overcharge just for fun. He wanted me to get my Boss to confirm this. My Boss, confirmed with him what I had just told him.

Imaginary-Dollars-Man: I've got 22 people coming here you should give it to me cheaper. There is a lot of competition you know. [Referring to the other restaurants in the area].

Poor Imaginary-Dollars-Man, he must think that a 22 person booking is the largest that we have seen. It's not even half the restaurant. Also, no other places actually do Banquets, I already know that for a fact. He also booked at the restaurant in advance before even ordering. Empty threats do not help get free things.

Boss: Sorry, the seafood is more expensive, and the Banquet is already discounted as it is. It's still cheaper even if you add the extra price on.
Imaginary-Dollars-Man: It can't be that much in difference. [Whilst holding the takeaway menu which actually shows you the price difference].

Imaginary-Dollars-Man realises that there is no fighting even after talking to the Boss. Of course, I was lying to him from the beginning. My Boss goes back into the kitchen after that. I am left to deal with this all on my own.


Imaginary-Dollars-Man: Okay, we'll just have the king prawns. Do I have to pay extra if I just want king prawns and not the fish?
Me: Yes. Probably about 0.50c per person.
Imaginary-Dollars-Man: Come on, its just one change.

Obviously Imaginary-Dollars-Man likes to think his request are cheap to change. The offer was in fact very generous as there is almost a $3.50 difference in price, per dish. So Imaginary-Dollars-Man 'umm' and 'ahh' for a little while. I just stand there patiently, this is not my first stingy customer.

Imaginary-Dollars-Man: But then that means that I have to have three chicken dishes.

He was now almost pleading with me to change things for him. I would do so, happily, if you pay the extra price. But being stingy tends to not help changes. I don't know what he wanted me to do. I wasn't going to be guilt tripped into changing things for 22 people for free. Finally he decided that he really did not have a choice.

So the order changes to:

Vegetarian Spring Rolls
(Two per person as there is pork in the normal spring rolls and dim sims.)

Honey Chicken
Chicken Szechuan
Mongolian Chicken (which is suppose to be extra because of the sizzling platter, normally 0.50c extra per dish)
Sizzling King Prawns (which is also on a sizzling platter)
Large Special Fried Rice

Imaginary-Dollars-Man continues to whinge that they will have a lot of chicken dishes, which by now I just ignore. No point in trying to explain it again when it doesn't seem to get through. I write it out and settle it, finally.


Imaginary-Dollars-Man: We should get some soup too. So do we get complementary soup with the Banquet?
Me: No, the soups start to be included in Banquet C, but it is more expensive per person.
Imaginary-Dollars-Man: Oh, but we like soup. We also changed the dim sims so can we replace it with soup.
Me: The price difference is too great, you would have to pay extra.
Imaginary-Dollars-Man: But we are just replacing it.
Me: Yes, you are replacing it with something more expensive. You can get a large bowl of soup and share it with about 6 people.
Imaginary-Dollars-Man: How much is this?
Me: About $14.
Imaginary-Dollars-Man: Oh no. But I have this guy who cuts my grass for that much. [Smiling and laughing at me in hopes I will lower the price].


I do not see the connection between grass cutting and soups? How can two totally different things, one a service and one a product, be compared. Unless of course you like to maybe make soup out of grass? I just ignore he's last remark. No point trying to understand it in the first place.



Then they decided that they wanted drinks. Which was just as painful as the soups. By this time, I was over it, he was being stupid with the free things and it was just not going to happen.

Imaginary-Dollars-Man: Do we get free drinks with that?
Me: If you want it free, you can have water. We don't charge on that.
Imaginary-Dollars-Man: Can I have a look at your drinks menu.
Me: Sure. [Cringing as I gave it to him].

He'd already wasted 15 minutes of precious time. We were starting to get a lot of Dine-In and Take Away orders so I really just wanted to speed the process up.

Me: Jugs of soft drink are $6. You can bring your own alcohol.
Imaginary-Dollars-Man: So you are BYO.
Me: Yes, but ALCOHOL ONLY.
Imaginary-Dollars-Man: So, no soft drinks?

Imaginary-Dollars-Man must have missed that part about Alcohol Only despite me making sure I was clear on that. How deliberate and selective of him.

Finally at the conclusion to this rather painful booking he puts down a $100 deposit and leaves. He leaves with a very discounted meal for 22 people, imaginary soft drinks and extra imaginary food for his imaginary dollars, as well as, my great pleasure at doing business with them. Yeah, right.

Next Friday will be painful, and there will be no tips to show that the great pain was worth any of it.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Let's Just Take Everything Out of Your Meal Tonight

Everyone seems to have specific needs when it comes to food. Some people like to remove certain ingredients from their dishes, adding things is always popular as long as there isn't a price attached and of there are ones that lie about how allergic they are to certain things to be sure that you do not put them in their meals.

Oh yes, I know about the lying.

Plumber is a very regular Take Away only customer. They order almost two to three times a week and their dishes rarely change. In fact we have their order written out because their needs are extremely specific. It is so specific that every little detail is also written on this paper, sticky tapped onto the wall. But due the specifications on each and every meal it is impossible to get it right every time, mainly because we are all only human.



Their order usually consists of one to three meals that contain a main meal and rice together into one container. Tonight's order was rather ridiculous and is probably the biggest order that they will have.


Satay Chicken with Fried Rice
(No peas, no vegetables, extra prawns).

Chilli Chicken with Fried Rice
(No egg, no onions, no shallots).

Beef with Cashews with Fried Rice
(No veg, no shallots, no ham, extra prawns).


There are so many complications to this already. The lady who actually orders these meals talks fast. Really fast. So whoever is taking down the order is already struggling to make sure we get it right. On occasion
she forgets to say certain items, but of course the customer is never wrong so we cop the blame in the end.

Then the kitchen has to interpret this. In fact all the Fried Rice has to be done separately because each one is so unique and complicated. Each dish is also different so then you have to make sure that the Main Meal corresponds to the right Fried Rice because every single person wants something different.

This usually results in a ten minute stand still while everyone from the person trying to cook the Fried Rice, to the Chef, to the person actually packing the meal together, tries to figure what rice is suppose to go with what dish. So then there is this major back log in Take Away orders.


I personally believe that you want to be that difficult there should be a surcharge. Especially if you order three dishes with three things that you want to exclude in every dish and are not easy to do.

I once tried to add a dollar extra for the extra prawns and got a response about how they have always ordered it and there was never extra charge. Yeah, that's because there's a secret. The truth is that we don't put extra prawns in it, we just put them on top. If you don't want to pay extra do you really believe that we would be just giving them out for free?

Seriously, think about that.

They also like to tell us if we do anything particularly wrong. It's not like it's life threatening but it seems like its the end of the world for them. If somehow peas manage to make into their Fried Rice they want the meal replaced, in fact they get really angry about it. No offense, but with so many changes to your meal do really expect it to completely 100% right?

Remember I'm human just like you.

So really in the end they should just get Steamed Rice. (How badly can that go wrong?) And just don't have any vegetables in your dish at all.  Also if you want extra anything, I'll be charging extra, full stop. If you don't like that then maybe you should just stop being difficult.

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It's been a long month.
I work as a part-time waitress yet I'm working six days a week.
So I'm a little tired and a little frustrated tonight.
Therefore this entry is probably a lot angrier and less amusing right now.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

A Rare & Simple Kind of Generosity

Waitressing isn’t really ALL negative. On occasions it does actually pay to be a waitress.

The percentage of negative and positive customer are about 20% to 80%, respectively. Although, of course, the negative ones are always more entertaining and are less likely to be forgettable.

So therefore, I figured it was about time I wrote something a little more positive that might actually show how much I do like being a waitress. After all, it’s been five years, so there must be something positive out of it.





One particular night we had a booking of 20 people. It was an early, extended family, Christmas get-together. There were in total about five separate families and a few children under the age of 10.

Everything was easy and pleasant. The hosts had booked ahead in advance and even pre-booked their meals and they had jugs of soft drinks. There was no hassles at all and the family were extraordinarily nice. It wasn’t a particularly slow night either, but they didn’t arrive and start their mains until almost all the other tables had left.

Towards the end of the meal the children were getting fidgety. We only had one other table left in the restaurant besides the big booking, a lovely couple (around their 50-60s) who come in quite regularly. We never have a problem with them and they always tip generously.

Some of the children had started to wander around the restaurant a bit. Usually for the really bratty children I’ll have a word with the parents so that we don’t get the blame for when they do hurt themselves on our premises from the lack of attention the parents give their children. In this case the children weren’t running around like they had just had red cordial so I just let them be. Plus the parents were actually paying attention and keeping an eye on them.

On of the younger girls (about 7 years old) started talking to our Lovely-Regular-Couple. The Lovely-Regular-Couple didn’t seem to mind and it seem like they were enjoying the added company. In fact the little girl sat down at their table and neither the couple nor her parents seemed to mind at all.

A little while after that, the Lovely-Regular-Couple came up to pay.


Me: [Giving them my lovely ultimate waitress smile]. How was everything tonight?
Lovely-Regular-Man: Oh! It was lovely, as usual.
Me: That’s wonderful. [Showing them the bill].
Lovely-Regular-Man: Can I have the bill for that table as well please? [Referring to the booking of 20 people].

I was a little caught off my guard, as this is not a normal request. After recovering quickly from this I figured that they had always been a nice couple, so I let him see the bill.

Me: Umm… Sure [Looking probably quite confused].
Lovely-Regular-Man: [After browsing the bill]. Is that the complete total? With drinks?
Me: Yes… [Still looking rather unsure of myself].
Lovely-Regular-Man: Put that on top of my bill as well.

If he hadn’t sounded so confident I would of thought he was having a joke on me! I was completely flabbergasted.

Me: [Taking both bills with caution]. Are you sure?

I looked over to his wife for confirmation. I did not find it there, she was just as shocked as I was.

Lovely-Regular-Lady: Are you sure?
Lovely-Regular-Man: [Grinning with pride]. Yes, I’m sure.


As I take both bills and his credit card to the EFTPOS terminal, I’m still unsure if I heard it right. I add both bills together and put it through. Before I ask for a signature for verification I ask him again, just to make sure, and without trying to sound completely incompetent.


Me: This is the TOTAL amount. [Pointing at the price].
Lovely-Regular-Man: That’s fine. [Without blinking, signed the receipt].

After signing it, I finally believe that he had just paid for the entire Table-of-20’s bill, and he did not even know them.

Lovely-Regular-Man: [Winking at me with a grin]. They’ll get a wonderful Christmas surprise.
Me: I’m sure it will be a surprise. [As the Lovely-Regular-Couple walk out of the restaurant]. Have a good evening.

Now, I’m pretty sure that Lovely-Regular-Man did not want me to actually tell the Table-of-20 until they were ready to pay the bill. So I made a quick decision and went over the the Table-of-20.

Me: [Looking at 20 faces]. I just wanted to let you guys know that the man that just left has just paid for your bill.

Table-of-20 sat there kind of looking stunned. Pretty much with the same expression that I had when I was asked for both bills. I could see that they weren’t sure what to make of it.

Me: You guys might want to run after him and say ‘Thank You’ or something because I don’t think you’ll see him again…

That was when three of them walked out the door in time to catch up with him.


It wasn’t until later on that I found out the reason why Lovely-Regular-Man paid for Table-of-20’s bill. It was simply because he thought that it was rare and lovely to see such a wonderful extended family get together for dinner. And that was it. No attachments, nothing.

Lovely-Regular-Couple’s bill totaled to $38 while Table-of-20’s bill was almost $200.

That is just pure generosity.

I was not tipped by either table that night but to be quite honest it was probably much more fulfilling being somewhat a part of such generosity and to witness it.


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Just so you don’t think that I'’ve gone completely soft.
I will be back to my negativity in the next entry.

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Legg-Ett-ing a Docket

Our takeaway orders are written on dockets for our own cooking, packing and end of night totals. So it is advised that we do not give them away to customers. It seems useless to hand them over anyway as they have no Restaurant Name or Tax File Number, therefore there is really no use for them in a financial sense. We do however automatically print off EFTPOS receipts (that does have Name and Number) and also do hand write receipts with Restaurant Name and Tax File Numbers on request.




Leggett is a regular take away customer. On this random night he decided to take the take away docket. The only reason why it was taken was because we had a fan on in take away to help combat the current heat wave, the docket flew across the table to his direction. He caught it and put it into his take away bag before anyone could ask for it back.

Now normally in this case, I just let it go. The hassle to try and ask for it back is just as easy as writing down the total, and if the order wasn't large, just writing out the order again. However, on this certain night we had  a very Dedicated-Waitress who really wanted that docket.

Dedicated-Waitress ran out the door after the customer. Now I didn't really know what she was up to at this point in time so it was all a little confusing. Another waitress told me that she had gone to retrieve this run-away docket. It took her a while to re-enter the restaurant. I assumed that she had been caught up in a conversation with the customer, as you do on rather slow nights.

I think she wished that it had been the case this time.

When Dedicated-Waitress finally returned, she looked slightly flustered.

Dedicated-Waitress: You would not believe that conversation I just had.
Me: You were gone for a while, I thought you were having a good chat with the customer.

At this point, I'm still thinking it was a pleasant conversation.

Dedicated-Waitress: I just got a LECTURE from that customer about receipts.

I started laughing. The expression on her face was of pure hatred and anger. So it probably wasn't the smartest of things I could have been doing at the time.


Dedicated-Waitress: I asked him politely if I could have the receipt back, then he started telling me that all retail places should give out receipts.

This particular customer has been ordering at our restaurant for as long as I have been working there. In fact I don't doubt that he has been eating at the restaurant even longer than I have been working there, or even longer than the time my boss has owned the restaurant.

So here's the confusing thing, he has never, to my knowledge, EVER asked for a receipt (unless it is from the EFTPOS terminal) at all. Yet all of a sudden he wants to be anxious over a piece of paper?

I'm thinking to myself that that was the worst of it, that all he wanted to do was to have a stern word to her about running after him for the docket.

Dedicated-Waitress: He, apparently, works in a burger place and they always give out receipts to their customers and that we should too.

I can remember that I have NOT gotten a receipt from more places than I HAVE from Take Away and Dine-In eateries.


Eventually after this long and painful lecture, our poor Dedicated-Waitress, who only went outside for one simple purpose; to retrieve this precious docket, had enough of being lectured over a piece of paper.


Dedicated-Waitress: [Looked at the customer and put her hands up in defense] You know what? If you want the docket so badly then you can have it.

I don't think our Dedicated-Waitress ever fought so hard in her life for any piece of paper, let alone one that was scribbled all over it.

At this point he then, finally, hands it over to her.  

After all of that.

Which makes me think how much this particular docket, on this particular day was especially important to him. So much in fact that he needed to harass a poor unsuspecting waitress.


Most of our waitresses are young (25 years old and under) and therefore sometimes older customers (which is a large majority of them) feel that they should somewhat impart mature wisdom onto us. However, when it comes out like a lecture, that's just not acceptable. Who do you think you are to lecture someone at all? Especially over something as trivial as a docket.


Later on that same night a customer came to pay for his Dine-In bill. Dedicated-Waitress was serving them and asked if she could have the bill after the customer had inspected it so that she could make sure she was putting the right total into the EFTPOS terminal.


Wife-of-Customer [To Customer]: Don't run off with it, she needs it [Referring to the docket].
Dedicated-Waitress: Yes, you might take the docket and 'leg-it'.

Dedicated-Waitress almost bursts out laughing in front of these unsuspecting customers, unintentionally making a awful joke out of her earlier debacle in the evening.

It was clearly just one of those types of nights and at least she could find the humor of it all in the end. And will probably never run after a docket EVER again.

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Forceful Eating

There is no pleasing some customers. No matter how well you think your service is, or how great the food has been prepared and how wonderful everything is going these customers will forever complain. Why? I simply think its because its the only way that they can feel satisfied with their meal.

When I first started off as a waitress I was shy, gave in a lot and would be scared at the first signs of conflict. The truth was I always thought that in fact the customer was always right. Now I know better, customers are not always right and customers can be difficult and do cause a scene over nothing. In fact, sometimes I feel like customers think that you are a mind reader and know exactly what needs they want to have satisfied.





Friday-Regulars are a group of these customers. They are four couples. They demand to have separate bills, pay separately, and all waitresses must remember the couple's names and what they ordered so that when the meals come out they must be taken to the right person. As if the demands were not high enough, they always have something that is 'wrong' and on occasions we might actually have a good night with them. Yet they come back almost every Friday night. So somewhere, I'd like to think we are actually doing something right. And most likely its because we are the only restaurant that seems to tolerate such 'royal' requests.

One of the Friday-Regular's sister complains tonight that the Cantonese Steak being too salty. Another waitress had already checked on this table before she complained and there didn't seem to be a problem at the time. By the time that she finally does voice out her opinion she has a quarter of the original dish on her plate. Of course this would be the moment where she decides that indeed it is too salty. The rest of the Friday-Regulars straight away jump onto this complaint and say that they indeed have tried it too, and it is definitely too salty. A waitress asks her if she wants a replacement meal, which in fact is quite a generous response. She does not.


The problem only arises again when it comes down to paying the bill. Customers who complain ultimately strive for this part. The truth is that they just do not want to pay for the entire meal that they have ingested.

The actual customer who ate the meal is not the one paying, but her sister, Friday-Regular-SB is paying. Now everything is actually going along okay until one of the other Friday-Regular, MG, decides that they shouldn't have to pay for the Cantonese Steak at all. This has nothing to do with her bill what so ever. Yet she just can not help herself.

Friday-Regular-MB tells the waitress that she doesn't think that they should have to pay for a meal that was too salty. She also points out that everyone had a taste of it and also thought the same thing. The waitress calmly tells her that by the time anyone said anything, there was FOUR pieces of meat left on the plate. Most of the dish was definitely consumed.

All of sudden none of the Friday-Regulars want to pay for this now. Once one starts they all jump onto the bandwagon. Peer pressure? 

Finally it is decided because the fact that they have consumed the meal, they would receive 50% off the meal. They seem to be satisfied with this. After it has all been settled Regular-Customer's sister then says that it was only getting salty towards the end of the meal.

You have got to be kidding...

Cantonese Steak is cooked in an Oyster Sauce. This was the first complaint in the four years that I have worked there about this particular dish. The sauce can be a little salty but most Chinese dishes, especially main course ones, should be eaten with rice, no matter Fried or Steamed, and most people do. In this particular case, the customer who consumed the dish only had a small amount of rice spooned onto the steak dish. This would also explain why she complained about the saltiness of the dish later on.

The one thing that I cannot understand is the fact that Friday-Regular-MB had nothing to do with this complaint at all really. It was not her dish, not her bill and not really her business. Yet she has no problems causing a fuss over something that she forcefully involves herself in. Just so that we make this quite clear, she is a main offender to complaints, on every occasion that she can possibly find.

I have not always liked every meal that I have eaten, but I feel that if I wanted to complain about it then, yes, I would do so at the very beginning, not right at the end where I have eaten most of the dish. My logic and understanding is that if it is so unworthy to eat then you should not have consumed it at all. If you want to place a legitimate complaint, do so at the start of the meal and not at the end.

Why would you really force yourself into eating something that you disliked? And if it was consumed, really was it that bad after all?


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Friday, January 8, 2010

Deep Dark Cutlery Hole





Customers steal. I don't really know why, or really how, or what the purpose of having odd cutlery in your household is. But they take. We lose so much money on stolen forks, spoons and chopsticks.

It's a gradual thing. Once upon a time we would have enough cutlery to set up all the tables and a second round, no problems. Now we have to hope that the kitchen staff aren't too busy when we run out of cutlery so that we can get then washed, wiped and set in time for a second round. It's painful, but no matter how many times we replace spoons and forks people will take them.

And if people aren't taking them, where do they go? Some deep dark black hole out the back?

Due to amount of stolen cutlery we now have three sets of different forks and spoons because we can't seem to find the same set to replace the old set. So when it comes to setting up tables, it's a case of making sure that we pick the same set of forks and spoons so that it doesn't look like WE have odd cutlery (when in fact we actually do).

Then there's chopsticks. Children are always intent on taking them home with them. They have this facination with chopsticks, they can't use them, so they must take them home and use them as drumsticks. The unbelievable thing is that the parents let the children take them home. So maybe this is where the stealing cutlery starts from, when they were young it was okay to just take any old cutlery home even if it meant stealing.

We are currently using plastic chopsticks. These are reused like all the other cutlery in the restaurant. I know of other restaurants that use wooden chopsticks. One use and they throw them out. Why? Because its cheaper to buy disposable chopsticks then to maintain plastic ones that continuously walk out the door.

Vases and salt and pepper shakers are also key items that seem to catch people's eye. They aren't anything fancy yet people just can't seem to get enough of it. Just because customers pay for the food and service I hardly think that means that anything on the table belongs to them as well. This is not a all-you-can-take restaurant.


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There is a 15 people booking tonight.
This always turns out to be a much more interesting night than usual.


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Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Just Calling to Waste Your Time

I work in a Takeaway and Dine-In Restaurant and the level of skill and attention a waitress needs to have to be able to operate on either side is a little different. We train all the waitresses in Takeaway first and then migrate them slowly towards Dine-In. This gives them time to understand the menu items, remember prices and get familiar with our short hand writing system. It also means that there is less interaction time with the customer which means that they have less to be nervous about. However, the downside is that you have to be quick. Quick to answer the phone, take orders and to handle food and money. Takeaway is about doing things fast and efficiently to make the most money in the prime dinner time.




As a waitress I have also been (and of course still am) a customer, as well as being a logical person. So it will always amaze me beyond belief, no matter how many times it happens, the amount of phone calls I will pick up in one night where people have NOT decided what they want. They don't even call up to see what is on the menu, they simply just have not sat down and thought about what they want for dinner before they even start dialing our number.

Me: Good Evening.
Customer-Who-has-No-Idea: Hi, I'd like to make a Takeaway order.
Me: Sure, what would you like this evening?
Customer-Who-has-No-Idea: Umm... I'll have... Let me see...

Now some times I can hear them rustle about with a menu. Flipping it back and forth, frantically trying to find something to order. Maybe this is a dare devil method, or maybe they feel that they can somehow be pressured by the situation so that they will pick something randomly that they may like. Other times it continues like this.


Customer-Who-has-No-Idea: [Shouts to someone in the background without covering the receiver.] Hey honey, what do you want from the Chinese place.

Then of course I am deafened by the shouting, annoyed by the customer for not actually deciding before calling, and wasting my precious time.

Also, I can now hear the response from the other person, because for some reason the person responding is always on the other side of the room. Fantastic.


Person-in-the-Background: I don't know. You decide.
Customer-Who-has-No-Idea:  Just tell me what you want.

All the while I am still waiting quite impatiently and wondering of all the things that I could have done at the time.

Customer-Who-has-No-Idea: Okay, I'll have two large Fried Rice.
Me: Sure, no problem.
Customer-Who-has-No-Idea: [Turns round again to Person-in-the-Background of course shouting and not covering the receiver, once again]. Tell me what you want so I can order it.
Person-in-the-Background: Just get some rice.
Customer-Who-has-No-Idea: I already got that. What else you want.
Person-in-the-Background: Whatever, I don't care. Chicken?
Customer-Who-has-No-Idea: What kind of chicken?


And of course this continues throughout the order, until finally they have what they want. Which I'm not sure if they know that they want.

It may sound outrageous and you may think that sane people would not do this. But it happens, A LOT. At least once a night. I am dead serious.

Here's the real kicker. It's only happened to me once but it just topped off the whole conversation.

Customer-Who-has-No-Idea: [Laughs]. I probably should have thought about it before I called, eh?

No, really?


For people like, Customer-Who-has-No-Idea, they must really think that I have nothing better to do with my time then to stand there and listen to their brains speak out loud on deciding what to order. Sorry, but if I sound a little agitated or a little annoyed its because you have wasted precious minutes to a waitress. 

Our work policy does not allow us to tell the customer to call back when they have finally made their decision when we come across situation like above. I understand this because you can seem rude and also it may mean that you lose this customer to another restaurant. We are one in six Chinese Restaurants in two neighboring suburbs, you get what you can.

Ordering is not hard, but be prepared when you are ordering instead of making the decision when you have me on the phone, I won't make your decisions for you anyway.


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Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Earn More Tips? Date a Scotsman

Whether I am actually dating a Scotsman seems almost irrelevant here. But I am, for a good long while now, if it bothers to make any difference.



Two lovely Scottish couples walk in. One couple are regulars and the other must be friends or family. They have a lovely dinner, no hassles and no problems. They are polite and courteous, as I am to them.

Non-Regular Man comes to pay. He pays with exact money, no tips. This doesn't bother me as:
1. They have not complained about their food.
2. They have been wonderful customers on a slow night.

Regular Man looks over Non-Regular Man's shoulder at the total bill.

Regular Man: So did you leave her a tip?

Non-Regular Man mumbles in an attempt to avoid answering the question. Regular Man then hands me change for tips.

Regular Man: That's alright darling, he's just stingy because he's Scottish.
Me: I know, my boyfriend's Scottish.*

Both couples laugh at this. I don't know whether because they agree or because it's true. I laugh along, because it's true.

Non-Regular Man: Well in that case, here.

At this point he hands over to me, with great generosity, 50 Australian cents.

I made a total of AU$3.50 in tips tonight.

Go figure.

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* I'd also like to point out that my significant other can be quite stingy at times.

Because Every Restaurant is the Same

Question of the Day
From a takeaway phone order.


We are a Chinese Takeaway and Restaurant.

Man-on-the-Phone: "Do you guys have Fettuccine?"
Me: "No, we do not have Fettuccine."

I didn't want to sound rude by stating the fact that we were indeed a Chinese Restaurant and not an Italian Restaurant. Meanwhile I was also trying hard not to laugh.

Man-on-the-Phone then spends a few (long) minutes describing what Fettuccine looks like. (As if I did not know). I then try to explain to him that we have Rice Noodles which in fact is very different to Fettuccine but is the closest that we have to 'Italian' noodles.

Man-on-the-Phone can't decide whether or not this is good alternative and says he might call back.

Man-on-the-Phone calls back and he orders. Stir-fry Beef with Rice Noodles.

I almost cry.
(But not sure from laughter or the stupidity of Man-on-the-Phone).



 Rice Noodles vs. Fettuccine




1. Rice Noodle are wider than Fettuccine
2. Rice Noodles are made from rice and Fettuccine is made from egg.
3. They are cooked differently.
4. They taste different.
5. They are from completely different cultures (let alone restaurants).


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Monday, January 4, 2010

Waitress Secrets - Part I

30 Secrets Your Waiter Will Never Tell You
Two dozen servers reveal the truth about what goes on behind the kitchen doors.
By Michelle Crouch
From Reader's Digest

(Italic blue are my own opinion.)





 What would two dozen servers from across the country tell you if they could get away with it? Well, for starters, when to go out, what not to order, what really happens behind the kitchen’s swinging doors, and what they think of you and your tips. Here, from a group that clears a median $8.01 an hour in wages and tips, a few revelations that aren’t on any menu.


What We Lie About

1. We’re not allowed to tell our customers we don’t like a dish. So if you ask your server how something is and she says, “It’s one of our most popular dishes,” chances are she doesn’t like it.
—Waitress at a well-known pizza chain


I'd like to think that I'm a lot more honest about this, I always try to give an unbiased approach, mainly so that if they do pick it I would have given them fair enough warning that they may not like it.

2. On Christmas Day, when people ask why I’m there, I might say, “My sister’s been in the hospital,” or, “My brother’s off to war, so we’re celebrating when he gets back.” Then I rake in the tips.
—Chris, a New York City waiter and the founder of bitterwaitress.com

This seems mean... and totally inappropriate. Especially if you have regular customers. What happens the next time they come in? Never lie, just don't tell customers things you don't want to have to talk about later.

3. If you’re looking for your waiter and another waiter tells you he’s getting something out of the stockroom, you can bet he’s out back having a quick smoke.
—Charlie Kondek, former waiter at a Denny’s in Central Michigan

This one is strange...

4. If someone orders a frozen drink that’s annoying to make, I’ll say, “Oh, we’re out. Sorry!” when really I just don’t want to make it. But if you order water instead of another drink, suddenly we do have what you originally wanted because I don’t want to lose your drink on the bill.
—Waitress at a casual Mexican restaurant in Manhattan  ©2009 Jupiterimages Corporation


Never happens where I work. No matter how busy it gets, or how annoyed we maybe we still make the 'difficult' drinks. When we are busy, customers always tend to pick the tables that have not been set up or have not been cleaned simply because they want it. There are plenty of other table available but they are not 'appropriate' for the customer for whatever reason. Most of the time we grin and bear it and set it up, but lately it has gotten ridiculous, I've only got two hands and a whole bunch of orders to pack. Of course this makes them feel like I'm lazy which really is not the case.

What You Don’t Want to Know

5. When I was at one bakery restaurant, they used to make this really yummy peach cobbler in a big tray. A lot of times, servers don’t have time to eat. So we all kept a fork in our aprons, and as we cruised through the kitchen, we’d stick our fork in the cobbler and take a bite. We’d use the same fork each time.
—Kathy Kniss

6. If you make a big fuss about sending your soup back because it’s not hot enough, we like to take your spoon and run it under really hot water, so when you put the hot spoon in your mouth, you’re going to get the impression—often the very painful impression—that your soup is indeed hot.
—Chris

I've never thought of this one, but you know sometimes it makes you think...

7. I’ve seen some horrible things done to people’s food: steaks dropped on the floor, butter dipped in the dishwater.
—Waiter at a casual restaurant in the Chicago area

If that happens and it is still served then there's something wrong with you. We always joke about it, especially the difficult customers. And sometime they really do push me to the edge.

What You’re Really Swallowing

8. If your dessert says “homemade,” it probably is. But it might be homemade at a bakery three miles away.
—Charity Ohlund

9. I knew one guy—he was a real jerk—he’d go to Costco and buy this gigantic carrot cake for $10 and tell us to say it’s homemade. Then he sold it for $10 a slice.
Steve Dublanica, veteran New York waiter and author of Waiter Rant: Thanks for the Tip—Confessions of a Cynical Waiter

What Drives Us Crazy

10. Oh, you needed more water so badly, you had to snap or tap or whistle? I’ll be right back … in ten minutes.
—Charity Ohlund

I am an offender to this. I think that it is so rude for customers to snap, tap or whistle at another human being, even if I am a waitress. Unless you are choking or have hiccups, you can wait just a little longer for that water.

11. We want you to enjoy yourself while you’re there eating, but when it’s over, you should go. Do you stay in the movie theater after the credits? No.
—Waiter at a casual restaurant in the Chicago area


This is so wrong. I think customers are allowed to stay for as long as they like after they eat, but never after closing time. Waitresses have lives too.

12. My biggest pet peeve? When I walk up to a table of six or seven people and one person decides everyone needs water. I’m making a trip to deliver seven waters, and four or five of them never get touched.
—Judi Santana, a server for ten years

Very true. Stupid thing is that I still have to wash all the unused glasses at the end of the night.

What We Want You to Know

13. Sometimes, if you’ve been especially nice to me, I’ll tell the bartender, “Give me a frozen margarita, and don’t put it in.” That totally gyps the company, but it helps me because you’ll give it back to me in tips, and the management won’t know the difference.
—Waitress at a casual Mexican restaurant in Manhattan

I do this for people I know who come in to eat. After all what's the advantage of having someone you know? You treat me with respect and I'll make sure all your meals are prepared right and that you get whatever freebies I can offer.


14. If you’re having a disagreement over dinner and all of a sudden other servers come by to refill your water or clear your plates, or you notice a server slowly refilling the salt and pepper shakers at the table next to yours, assume that we’re listening.
—Charity Ohlund

True true. It also work in reverse too. We hear everything but we can also choose to ignore. If you decide to mutter under your breath or tell other people on the table loudly that something is not right but do not speak directly at me, I will ignore you. If you have a problem talk to me directly, don't pretend that I know what's wrong.

What Tells Us You’re Trouble
 
15. I get this call all the time: “Is the chef there? This is so-and-so. I’m a good friend of his.” If you’re his good friend, you’d have his cell.
—Chris

This drives me up the wall. The chef at where I work is also my boss. His English is limited but can still hold conversations with most customers. Customers feel like they are awesome because they know him. Sorry , but he really doesn't remember who you are most of the time. In fact you have more advantage knowing the waitresses then you do knowing the chef/boss. He will not cook your food any different, he will not give you a discount and most of all he doesn't even know what you like most of the time. Know your waitresses because that's your advantage, they will serve you ten times better, can give you freebies and will look after you because you are not just a table docket to them.

16. The strangest thing I’ve seen lately? A man with a prosthetic arm asked me to coat check it because the table was a little bit crowded. He just removed his arm and handed it to me: “Can you take this?”
—Christopher Fehlinger

Sense of humor in customers, I'll take them over snotty ones any day.


17. We always check the reservation book, scan the names, and hope for someone recognizable. I’m happy if the notes say something like “Previous number of reservations: 92.” If they say something like “First-time guest, celebrating Grandma’s 80th birthday, need two high chairs, split checks, gluten allergy,” then I start rummaging through my pockets for a crisp bill for the hostess and I make sure to tell her how much I love her hair fixed like that.
—Charity Ohlund

I get people who walk in on busy nights with no bookings and assume we will have a table for them. Yes, I will just add an extension to the restaurant and put some tables and chairs for you. I like the ones that come in on Valentine's Day or Mother's Day and think that there will be a table. Those two days are one of the busiest in the hospitality industry, please book. Oh, and don't harass us when there isn't a table for you, not matter how regular you, if you don't book you lose out.

How to Be a Good Customer 
 
18.
Use your waiter’s name. When I say, “Hi, my name is JR, and I’ll be taking care of you,” it’s great when you say, “Hi, JR. How are you doing tonight?” Then, the next time you go in, ask for that waiter. He may not remember you, but if you requested him, he’s going to give you really special service.
—JR, waiter at a fine-dining restaurant and author of the blog servernotslave.wordpress.com

So very true. Waitresses has an uncanny ability to remember what you like and how you like it. You remember us and we'll make sure we take care of you. 

19. Trust your waitress. Say something like “Hey, it’s our first time in. We want you to create an experience for us. Here’s our budget.” Your server will go crazy for you.
— Charity Ohlund

First timers always will receive special attention. It's the only way to create a customer base. But don't tell me that you are a regular when you are not. Just because you want special attention does not mean that you can all of a sudden become regular. I've worked in the restaurant for five years and I have 3-7 shift per week, I know if you are regular or not, don't bullshit me.

What You Need to Know About Tipping
 
20. If you walk out with the slip you wrote the tip on and leave behind the blank one, the server gets nothing. It happens all the time, especially with people who’ve had a few bottles of wine.
—Judi Santana

21. If you say, “Don’t worry—I’m a really good tipper,” that always means you aren’t.
—Chris

This always makes me laugh. If you're such a great tipper there's no need to say it. The truth is I'd rather simple, friendly, no-trouble customers over big tippers who complain about everything. Sometimes the tips are just not worth it and that's the truth.

What Else We’d Like You to Know 

22
. When you say, “I’ll have the pasta Alfredo,” it tells me two things: You aren’t interested in trying new things, and you don’t eat out much. Restaurants put this dish on their menus because it’s “safe,” it sells, and it’s cheap to make.
—JR

Our safe dish that I always recommend is the oyster sauce. Why? Because its not spicy, its no bland and its boring.

23. At one restaurant where I worked, the salads were made up to three days earlier. They were sitting on a tray with a thousand other salads in the refrigerator. The waiters went back, grabbed a plate and some dressing, and handed it to the customer.
—Jake Blanton

24. If you don’t like something, don’t muddle your way through it like a martyr and then complain afterward. If you don’t like it, don’t eat it. Send it back and get something else.
—Christopher Fehlinger

I completely agree with this one. If you don't tell me, and mutter about it within my earshot. I will ignore you to teach you a lesson. And if you still eat it all, well it can't been that bad now really?

25. Ask what’s in your smoothie. A lot of restaurants use half-and-half. So you think you’re ordering a healthy strawberry-banana smoothie, but it’s really full of fat.
—Waitress at a well-known pizza chain

26. Watch out for what I call the touchdown. That’s when the waiter comes around to refill your water and the pitcher actually touches your glass. If he’s touching all the other glasses with the same pitcher, think about all those germs.
—Jake Blanton

27. If you’re having a problem, speak to the owner if you can. Managers may have very little power. They’re less likely to comp a meal, and most aren’t authorized to give away free alcohol. They’ll also take it out on the server if you have problems.
—Kathy Kniss

In my case, I refuse to let you off  simply because you dislike it and there is nothing wrong with it.

28. If you’re worried about cleanliness, check out the bathroom. If the bathroom is gross, you can be sure the kitchen is much worse.
—Waitress at a well-known pizza chain

29. When I’m hiring, I always look for someone who’s spent some time as a waiter. What I learned waiting tables was far more valuable than anything I learned in college as far as how to interact with the human race.
—Jim Sheehan, former stockbroker and waiter who now owns a successful IT consulting firm

I totally agree with this one. Waitressing is not as easy as just serving food, it also about interacting with people, pleasant and difficult ones. And as a waitress you know what it's like to be treated without any respect as well.

30. Once on Mother’s Day, this older lady came in alone and told me that her kids weren’t able to be with her that year, but they had mailed her a gift card. So I told my manager that we had to make this an exceptional experience for her. I told her to come back with a friend some time and use her gift card because tonight, her meal was on us. We comped her dinner, and I sat with her through dessert while she told me about her kids. My coworkers were happy to cover my other tables for 15 minutes. The woman told me she would remember that dinner forever.
—Melissa McCracken, longtime waitress in Hawaii

I love these types of things were you can just make a persons day. I usually like to put a candle on people's desserts if they don't have a birthday cake planned, or decorate the plate with happy birthday on it. This is one of the reasons why I have survived so long in this business, because you have the ability to make somebody have a pleasent night without much effort.


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Some of the points were slightly strange and not entirely true. But the ones that were right were right on the ball. I'd like to point out that this was also an American article so I can see how things might be different in the Australia. Interesting nevertheless.


I also figure that there will be a lot of these as time goes on, hence why it is Part I.

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Epic Satay Battle

I was waiting for dreading the clock hitting 7:30pm. Why? Because I had known for TWO days that a booking had been made by "Dunk". There are so many many stories about this group of people that usually consist of eight couples, friends and family around 50-80ish in age.

So this entry is about the one thing that started me on dreading the Dunks. Also the fact why I have lost respect for people like this in society. It started with a complaint about our Satay Chicken.




The sister of the main hostess, had decided  that she wanted Satay Chicken. No problems, it was cooked, served and nothing out of the ordinary happened with it. It was then she proceeded to pick up her Satay Chicken and take it to the bar were I was currently standing.

I've dealt with many complaints before, they range from quite understandable ones to crazy completely stupid ones. This one is my favourite to tell because it is on the outer edge of completely stupid.

"Satay Lady" decided to tell me that she did not like the Satay. Which is fine, not everyone enjoys everything. I apologised for the fact that she did not enjoy it but also told her that there was nothing wrong with it either.

She continues to complain telling me that it is in fact NOT  Satay. Here is where I start getting a little dumbfounded... NOT Satay? It clearly was and there was absolutely nothing wrong with it. She explains to me that she has had Satay before from other places and that our Satay did not taste the same. I try, and believe me I truly try, to explain to her that different places do different types of Satay and no two independent restaurants will have the same flavour. She of course, does not accept this logical explanation.

By this time I am annoyed by her complaint stupidity and her inability to even comprehend what I am trying to tell her. I keep my cool for as long as I can and then tell her once again that I apologise (which at this point I do not really mean at all) that she didn't like the dish. She now decides to tell me that she does not want to pay for something that she does not like. I refuse to let her off as once again there is nothing wrong with the dish and that it was just the fact that she, personally, did not like it. I also tell her that in fact Satay is among one of the most popular dishes on the menu and which in fact is still true.

And here is the kicker for me. She then tells me that maybe my customers do not like it either. So does that explain the fact that its a popular dish? Once again, lady, not listening to me. I tell her once again that a lot of people order it and re-order it quite often. Apparently in her head and she also voices this out aloud, that my customers do not tell me that they do not like the Satay. Oh yes, that also explains why they continue to buy it right?

By this time, I've had enough. I'm not angry or annoyed anymore. I'm just tired exhausted by this lady's explanation. Her reasoning was ridiculous and unbelievable. If it was me I would have just looked at her dumbfounded because I think its the only way to fight stupidity.

In conclusion of this epic argument over Satay my boss lets her off by replacing the meal. If it was me, I would have fought tooth and nail. The one thing that I really cannot believe about this battle is that she thought she had the right to claim insult all the my other customers by claiming that they proceed to order a dish that they do not like over and over again. Lady has complete logic, complete.

After making a fool of herself, the whole table of course at the end of it is quite embarrassed by Satay Lady's show, she now still comes in regularly with the group. And let me tell you, I have not let her live it down since then. If you want to insult my customers to fight you're own personal battles I don't particular think you deserve my utmost attention.

So this is what I have learnt as a waitress to such insane complaints.

1. All  restaurants will not cook food exactly the same to suit your needs.
2. Disliking a dish, which has no problems with it, does not mean you get a free dish.
3. You are embarrassing yourself, even your table party are pretending they don't know you.
4. Do not insult other customers claiming that they continue to order the same dish to torture themselves.
5. If you wish to come back and be treated with perfect waitress hospitality causing a scene over Satay Chicken will probably not achieve that.

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