Pitas and Pizzas
This summer I had an amazing job with amazing colleagues that almost seduced me into leaving my physics/math degree to pursue a life as a food monkey at a sports bar with a great patio.

What I loved most about the job was not having to deal with the customers. However, there were a few questionable orders that we just weren't sure about.

-We had a pizza sent back once from a couple who the waitress said looked like they were visiting from a trailer park. Their complaint? It wasn't "yummy enough." So after that, the boss told us to make sure we add "yummy" to every pizza made.

-Following the scheme of cheapskates, we had an order for "one pita" which would come to maybe a dollar or two (I have no idea, I got free food.). So okay, that's pretty normal if a table ordered a dip and they were greedy on the pitas. Not this time, though. The waitress came to us and asked if we could cut it into many pieces. Why? Because a whole table was sharing a pita. We figured that they were too poor to afford a whole meal, but wanted to eat out that day. Ah, how classy.

-Oh there were many other questionable instances, especially during the dinner rush. Someone sent back their extra hot chicken wings because it was too hot. Others complained of a lack of pizza sauce despite there obviously being some on it. Sometimes people asked for their tortilla wrap to be a specific colour. Apparently a green wrap is healthier than a red or white one? There were also the obligatory orders that were modified so much, you wondered why they were even eating at a restaurant.

I was told stories, too, but I won't steal any of them. I don't think I could tell them as well.
(Sco smokes crack often., Fri 5 Sep 2008, 1:34, Reply)