I don't know I just really feel like sharing.
The first was some old man who I had taken him & I guess his son's orders (a long & painful process) and punched it in it for my cashier to ring because they made it so complicated and the cashier was like uh, what should i ring. What took 5 minutes to muster while in the middle of the saturday line was really just a quad expresso with a "splash of coffee" and a told bold red eye.
I didn't even ring the extra red eye shot and my partner was asking for the money and the old man starts literally waving at my face to get my attention while i was busy trying to call the line because i didn't hear him and says , "DID YOU GET MINE?" continuing to wave at me I'm like, uhm yeah a tall bold and quad expresso yep. WTH don't wave in my effing face like I'm an idiot. he also couldve simply asked the cashier, who had already had it ready in the register..
Next two customers...two bytches, one of which I swear was in my last semesters speech class & gave a speech about how to be a successful Hooter's waitress, because, after all, it's great money, unlike "working at like, a library for like $8 an hour because some of us don't have mommy and daddy paying for us. when you could be making $300 a night" Ughh/rofflll. NO JOKE
Okay so I;m calling out @ the bar TWO SAUSAGE EGG & CHEESE four times because no one was waiting by the oven. first, some fat woman starts asking me a question whether it was hers. no. then before i can answer, some other **** asks me for a spoon. dude do these people have no patience or respect for each other speaking, least of all us? So i'm juggling finding the sausage people, getting a dam spoon , blahblah, the fat woman who explains that (because we'd run out of bacon and i hadnt checked before ringing her) that she wants "a ham without the ham" and "no it's different cheese then veggie" (ok, like you have such a refined palate you can tell) and a sausage.
3 minutes later as i take her ham without the ham and sausage out the two hooters chicks are standing by the oven looking absolutely appalled. After coming back from dropping the ham and saus, I say, did you have the two sausagE?? As I hand them to her she continues to stare @ me with her mouth opened as if I've committed a mortal sin. i say they were on the bar and she SNATCHES them from me and storms out.
Okay I just really needed to get that off my chest. God I hate this job . lol.