"My coworker and I were working at a pizza shop in college.
She was serving a large table of your typical frat guys and they are giving her a hard time from the start. They make sexual comments and jokes, but they calm down after she gives them crap for it. However, when she is bringing the pizzas out to their table, one of them grabs her butt as she leans over to put it down. She immediately picks the pizza back up, walks to the nearest trash can and throws it away. Manager kicked them out after that."
"We had a family come in, 2 adults and 4 kids, thankfully I wasn't serving them or I would have gone crazy. The father just spouts off the order for the whole table real quick then gets upset when she has to ask him to repeat something and keeps telling her how much of a hurry they are in. So then when she drops their food off the dad bows his head and begins to say grace, so the server starts to walk away. Oh no, apparently this would upset his God, so he grabs her wrist and literally will not let her walk away until he is done with his prayer. He actually grabbed her wrist so hard she had a bruise a couple days later. After all that nonsense he tipped her a card with a bible verse on it."
"Back when I was a server, I had a table of quite possibly the worst group of people I have ever come in contact with. It was about 8:45, but on a Sunday, so we were to close at 9. The restaurant was dead for hours, so the kitchen was completely clean, as the cooks were ready to leave immediately at 9 when we closed.
A group of 6 came in, 4 adults and 2 children. I was closing, so I was the only server on the floor, so I was the unfortunate soul who had to deal with them. I walked up and began to greet them, but was cut off, 'Can we get six cokes?' Not a good start.
Since they seemed to be in a hurry to eat, I take their order as soon as I could. It's 9:15 now, so we were already supposed to be closed. These people order an epic amount of food, $310 worth. The kitchen was totally angry. They ordered enough for 18 at the table and the rest as take-out. When I took their order, they kept flipping back and forth about one dish in particular. At the end of their order, I asked the wife about the particular dish because she was the one who ordered it. She was very clear saying no, it wouldn't be necessary.
The entire meal they had demand after demand. Three of them got a seafood dish and requested lemon slices. I had already cleared out fruit so I cut up 2 full lemons for them. When I returned, I was met with disappointment, saying they needed, 'At least three times that much.' Halfway through eating, the father asks me where his wife's food is, the dish she made clear they didn't need. So now I have to backpedal somehow. My manager ends up comping a bunch of things off their bill, due to 'my mistake.' Now they only owe about $250.
Finally, they were done, what a relief. I take their card and when I come back with the bill, they are already up making their way to the door. I rush to meet them, and the father takes the receipt and just signs it, doesn't write in the total, nothing.
I stand there awestruck, and then he says, 'Oh, I almost forgot to tip you. Do you have change for $100?' It was a slow day, the only change I had was 5 $20's. I hand him that, he counts them, and then slowly pulls one out, and says, 'Thanks.' 6% tip.
It's 10:30 at this point, and now I get to clean up after these people. It was A MESS. I felt like I was cleaning up a 6-year-old's birthday party. There was food everywhere. Better yet, they brought their own crayons for the kids to draw all over the table. Took me half an hour to just get that off the table. They also broke the centerpiece and the centerpiece of the table next to them, it was unreal."
"I worked in a big party venue as a server. We had this huge marquee so basically, we'd seal off bits so that they had the amount of room they needed without leaving loads of unused space.
We had a 40th birthday party that would finish at midnight and only since they were only having a buffet of sandwiches, we had staff in a closed off section of the marquee preparing tables for a 200 guest wedding the next day so we could just lay it out when these people left.
Midnight rolls around and it's time for these people to leave, but the woman who arranged the party is going off that she booked till 12:30, my manager is nowhere to be found and I tell her, we literally only have a licence to serve until 12 so if someone told you 12:30 they lied.
There are 14 members of staff standing around waiting to clear this room so they can get the wedding tables out and go home. I tell the woman I'll go and find the manager to sort it out. She follows me through the sealed bit of the marquee and I told her she couldn't follow me. Well, she goes back to the room and starts going off. The other staff don't know what to do, they just kind of clean up around all the guests. When my manager finally goes to speak to her it's 12:30 and in the interest of not having to call the police lets them party till 12:45. So all the staff except for the bar, who are fairly annoyed, go off to go smoke or have a ten-minute break.
When the bar staff started packing up the woman led all her guests into the sealed part of the marquee and ruined the tables for the next day's wedding. We had to stay until 4 am to fix the tables and me and two others stayed to re-write all the place cards they ripped up. They broke nearly 50 Prosecco glasses. Cost the venue a fortune and I'm not sure they ever managed to get the money back. The manager should have been there to stop them doing anything like that instead of going in his office."
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