Insane Maniac's managing stories...
Anyone leaving or entering a large restaurant very early or late on their own will know it can be scary as fuck. There was a ghost that used to set off the handdryers when no-one was in the building.
Then he moved round to the bar & knocked over glasses.
Then he'd set off taps.

Complaints are fun, especially when you know a customer is in the wrong.
"This isn't a sandwich, it says 'sandwich' on the menu and this isn't in bread!"
"Yes it is ma'am, it's in a rustic bread"
"I work in the Sandwich Deli 2 towns over, and that is not a sandwich!"
"Yes it is ma'am and it clearly says 'rustic bread' on the menu."
"Well I expected it to be between sliced bread!"
"Why would you expect that, that's not what it says on the menu, it says 'rustic bread'"
"Don't you know who I am? I'm Mrs. Brown, owner and manager of the Sandwich Deli!"
"And I'm Mr. Maniac, manager of this restaurant"
"Well aren't you going to subsidise my meal?"
"Why?"
*silence*
She didn't get it taken off.

There was a bank holiday monday that had Harry Potter released at the cinema over the road at the same time. I told a customer there was a 40minute wait on the door. He waited 25minutes, then told me his family had to get to see the film in an hour. I told him that that might not be possible if he wanted to eat here. Then he punched me. Is Harry Potter really worth that?

Also, the obligitory sleeping with staff members in various parts of the restaurant. There's a booth that's quite concealed that's been used by most of the staff, & I still giggle each time I seat someone there.
( Insane Maniac musically inclined (about 45°), Fri 21 Jul 2006, 15:32, Reply)