Nov 18th, 2011
A woman, barely speaking, comes in and holds up a piece of paper with a list containing
4 pcs fried chicken, 1 leg, 1 breast 2 thig (sic) & mashed potatoes:
"I need this"
I said
"We don't have this here"
To which she said
"WHAT?!" very incredulously, then walked out shaking her head.
I actually remember the day this happened, and my bartender's expression of absolute confusion when a woman came in off the street and demanded fried chicken. I honestly will never understand people who randomly wander in, not knowing where the fuck they are, and demand whatever the fuck they want at that particular moment.
Let's move on to this moment:
Nov 25th, 2011
Table 41 stared down Monda and told her that if he didn't receive his breakfast immediately he'd drop dead due to diabetes. He then proceeded to slather his French toast in boatloads of maple syrup. Really??? You have diabetes?
And then there's this one.....
Nov 25th, 2011
Apparently a guest asked one of our staff:
"Can I get a flashlight? We need to see if there is glass in his eye!"
I just....what??? What the fuck were you doing that you got glass in your eye? Sword fighting with wine glasses? WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE?!
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