I need to speak slowly and pro-nun-ceee-ate everything because I think you're incompetent.

As you can probably tell from the title of this blog, it's about a person, a lady actually that decided "I need to speak slowly and pro-nun-ceee-ate everything because I think you're incompetent."... Well, here goes nothing kids. My first night serving by myself I made sure to let everyone know that it was my first night, and they were a lot more patient with me after that, which I seriously appreciated! I would introduce myself, and make sure to get all my cards out there during my introduction, the whole nine yards "Hey guys! My names KaTrina and I'll be taking care of you guys tonight. I'm a little new at this, and this is my first night alone, just so that we're on the same page. *insert little fun giggle...*yadda yadda yadda..." I did this because I wanted to make sure that everyone had the same understanding, that I'll probably mess up!

..Well I end up getting a table with a middle aged couple, and I say my shpeel (sp?), take their drink and appetizer order, come back with their drinks, and give them a few minutes before I come back to take their order. I come back and as I'm taking her order, shes talking SO fast that I couldn't keep up with her! Not only because she was speaking so quickly but also because she was modifying the dish with all of her non-of-this extra-of-thats virtually making chicken into beef, if ya get what I'm saying. So I apologized to her and let her know that because I'm new it might take me a second to write down everything she said, and that I'm going to need her to repeat what she said, and she literally seperates ev-er-y th-ing sh-ee sa-ys ss-oo th-at li-tt-le in-comp-e-tent way-tre-sss cc-aa-nn un-der-sta-nd wh-at sh-ee-s wa-an-t-ing... I'm sure you get my point. And my first day was several months ago and I still remember what she ordered. She wanted a dish (I'm not saying the name because I don't want to give out where I work), and she didn't want the cheese or the pico de gillo, but she wanted extra green peppers, and no onions, and instead of the spanish rice she wanted a baked potato with no sour cream but extra butter, and she wanted a side of cheese for her potato, but she didn't want the cheese just plain shredded, she wanted it melted so she could put it on her potato herself, with a side of barbecue sauce. OMG. Ugh.

Im sory if us encompitet, un-educaded waytresses are to ignoreant for you. We dont knoe anee better, I promise.

...Eww my spell check is going crazy.

Needless to say, I got her order right, and she told me it was the first time it had ever happened at that restaurant, and that she was extremely impressed that a new server was able to get it. I was half way tempted to tell her the reason I got it right was because I was determined to prove, what she probably thought of me, wrong.

Boo-Yeah. (Who says that anymore, I mean really?)

...Well Until next time...

Yours Truly,

Mad Waitress.