Friday, July 4, 2008

I'll take an application with my steak please.

About two weeks or so ago, I had a nice-ish looking couple come in. I took the table, they were all dressed up in their motorcycle gear, I saw their bikes outside, and I'm thinking "Sweet, this table is going to be fun!"...Maybe I should just stop thinking?

Anyway!! The couple orders, its a $40-some-odd bill, I drop it off and when I do, she asks for an application. I go and get one from my manager (Who was irritated about how unprofessional she was being and didn't want me to give her one. I begged him so they would leave lol). So I finally bring one back to her, and apologize for the wait because he had to print it off of the corporate website. She said it was fine, and I took the credit card, ran it, brought back the slips for her husband to sign, and they leave. I drop back by the table to help the host clean it off, I look at the table, look at the credit card slip, NOTHING. Great. No tip. What did I do wrong?! We weren't even busy, so it's not like I ignored them! There glasses never got empty, they said the food was great?! I got her the application. UGH! After I was finished the manager asked me if they tipped, and I said no. He spouted off with something like; figures, she doesn't have enough class to come in and proffessionally ask for an application either. Needless to say, I doubt she'll be getting hired.

...What baffles me is, do people who stiff their server really believe that we won't remember you?! Ha. Whatever.

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