Rock Princess

Sunday, February 25, 2007

I have not been blogging about work. Mainly because i'm too lazy to do so and because there has been some very unpleasant customers. *makes up mind to be nicer to wait staff next time*

But, I really have to blog about a certain customer I have the unfortune to encounter yesterday. Partly because he was proud and conceited to the point of being hilarious (great material to laugh at you see) and because I want to flame him lah.

I was the first unfortunate one to kena from these two guys. They are not very good looking, and they are short and a little bit plumpish with bad dressing sense. Actaully me and shi qi both agreed that the guy wearing the brown shirt is ok, it's only the guy in the white shirt that is very cocky. Let us all know him as Mr Farty.

Anyway, I saw them standing at the door waiting to be seated. So I went up to them, standard procedure and everything, smile, welcome them, blah blah blah. but before I could say or do anything, Mr Farty held up two pudgy fingers, indicating a table for two. I showed them the way, to table 26,which is somewhere at the side. Mr farty looked around, and then not even bothering to make eye contact with me which is like, the BASIC curtosey, he snapped haughtily.

"I want that corner seat" He then proceeded to table 28 and seated himself, with his friend looking sheepish and tagging along helplessly behind. I then took a deep breath (to calm myself down, if not I'll end up 'accidently' spilling drinks over that guy) and proceeded to their table to give them the menu and tell them about the soup of the day blah blah and whether they'd like some iced water.

MR FARTY JUST SNACTHED THE MENU FROM MY HANDS AND SNAPPED AT ME TO FETCH HIM ICED WATER SHARPISH!!!

He was like, two iced water, and flipped through the menu. I was like, what? You think by getting the menu yourself (from my hands, ahem ahem)means you don't have to pay the service charge later issit???? After that, I went and told shi qi I'm at my boiling point. She keep asking why why why and I told her, later you go serve table 28 and you'll know what I mean. So she went and took the order for that table. She took a long time, and later I learnt, this is how the dialogue goes between her and Mr Farty.

SQ: Hi good evening, may I have your orders?
farty: What is your speciality here?
SQ: We are famous for our chicken and ribs, so I suggest that you try the manna spring chicken or the rodeo smoked house ribs.
farty: So you mean the beef and the fish dishes are not so good huh? But I prefer beef and fish.
SQ: Oh, we have beef and fih too, like the baked tenderloin steak and the baked fish meuniere
farty: But I want to have chicken and ribs now
SQ: *taking a deep breath* So...would you like to have a manna spring chicken?
farty: No, I'd have a steak. Medium done.

LOL. Shi qi'a face was like, aaarrrrrggggghhhhh after that. *giggles*

Mr Farty ordered an iced cappucino, and the cappucino has like, foam on it, and it's quite full. It came out from the bar and I served it to him. After which he was like, "oh, I think the waitress spilled it", cos of some milk stain thingy at the side of the cup. AND HE SAID IT IN FRONT OF ME OK. I was like, wtf? There is milk foam on top of the coffee you dumbass, of course some of it will drip down the side right? AND it was like that when it came out from the bar ok. Then he still has to inspect the cappucino closely. AIYAH, scared got poison inside issit? Den give it to me lah! I drink for you!

After that, Mr Farty's food was served. I did not really know what had happened, but the thing is that he found the steak tough. And he complained, and changed his order to...guess what? Mr-I-prefer-beef-and-fish changed his order to *drumrolls*
........................................

THE MANNA HALF SPRING CHICKEN!!!!!

Wow. Then the kitchen was informed of the new order, and obviously the food needs to take time to be cooked right? He was the one with the freaking problem who wants to change the food what! So why he beckoned me and told me to "check if his food was ready" just fifteen minutes after he changed his order?!?!

Ok, never mind, I told myself. i'm getting paid for all thise. I went to check on the food, and found out that ii is almost ready, so I waited by the kitchen for the food to come out. I've been away for only two minutes, when he beckoned Shi qi and told shi qi "Where is your colleague? I told her to check on my food. Can you please help me chack again? I think that she is taking her time."

I was like, HELLO?!?!?!?! I am standing right behind you, holding your freaking CHICKEN!!!!! Damn you. And do you want your food to be cooked or not? If you like your chicken with stinking blood on it, I'll let the kitchen know!! And why would I want to 'take my time'? I could not wait for you to finish your food faster so that I need not see your cock face!!!
Freak you.

So, from all his mannerisms and behaviour, I thought he must be some prissy guy who has freaking rich parents. So when I presented to him the bill, I could not help but peer into his fat wallet.

And then I saw.

His wallet is fat only cos' he stuffed it with receipts.

and the bill is like, $51.69, so he pulled out a battered 50 dollar note. Then he searched for a 2 dollar not but can't find it among the maze of receipts, and his friend thought he might not have enough money, so to avoid an awkward situation, his friend offered to pay the balance, but Mr Farty went...no.... and gave me the exact change needed to foot the bill.

So much for the rich guy persona. damn, I should have added pesticide to his baked potato before adding in the sour cream.

Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses and SLEEPING WITH BRENDON