In a cafe or restaurant, you can not only have a delicious meal, but also get a cool story to tell. The heroes of this article know this firsthand, because they left a venue with impressions that are simply impossible not to share.<\/p>\n
1.<\/p>\n
I used to work in a catering business. A regular and very well-respected guest came in with a lady, placed an order. Drinks were brought to them, they were sitting, cooing and waiting for their food.
\nThen a woman enters the hall and purposefully goes to their table. She takes the man\u2019s glass and silently pours the drink on his head. And then she leaves, just as silently. The hall froze for a split second. As it turned out, it was his wife.<\/p>\n
2.<\/p>\n
I\u2019m in a cafe, and there\u2019s a woman in her thirties with a child at the neighboring table. She ordered something and was making eyes at me, smiling. I smiled back. After the waitress brought their order, she came to me with a payment terminal, saying that the woman was very grateful to me for the treat. I said I wouldn\u2019t pay for it.
\nSuddenly, this lady starts shouting, \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong with you! He looked so nice, and now he can\u2019t buy a coffee for a girl and a cocktail for a child, you cheapskate!\u201d I was really taken aback, feeling the whole cafe turning to stare at us.<\/p>\n
3.<\/p>\n
My girlfriend and I were going to an event last Friday and wanted a small meal beforehand. At dinner time, we went to a Japanese restaurant we frequent. We both ordered a miso soup and one of their classic rolls (a little over $20 for that and a coke). The waitress scowled at our order and as she collected the menus she says, \u201cNext time, just order online takeout, okay?\u201d
\nI work in the retail service industry myself and found this an insane comment to make to a customer. When she put our bill down and collected it with haste and no comment, I decided I was not tipping her at all. I\u2019ve discussed the situation with my coworkers and a few have commented \u201cthat\u2019s rude, but I\u2019d never not tip\u201d and obviously judged me for it.<\/p>\n
4.<\/p>\n
I haven\u2019t seen my friend for 6 months, we are sitting in a cafe. She asks me what interesting has happened in my life during this time. My story lasted no more than 2 minutes, my friend managed to yawn a couple of times, and at the end the guy at the next table said, \u201cMiss, I apologize for interfering, but I feel really sorry for you.\u201d<\/p>\n
5.<\/p>\n
Once, as a student, I was sitting with a guy in a cafe. A popular song was playing on the radio in the background, and then he kissed me. There was nothing serious between us, we broke up after a couple of months.
\nBut it\u2019s been 15 years, and when I hear this song somewhere, I automatically remember, \u201cOh, Mike and I kissed under this song!\u201d I don\u2019t know why this happens: I didn\u2019t like the song, and Mike was not the love of my life, but for some reason my brain decided that it was necessary to remember it!<\/p>\n
6.<\/p>\n
We went with the kids to a kid\u2019s club. The club had a quite decent restaurant. It\u2019s not the first time we spent time there. We made an order and waited, the children\u2019s entertainment program began. 2 hours later there was still no food, the children started to run up and ask if there was something to eat. And not only ours. The hall was full of people and everyone had a questioning expression on their faces.
\nWe asked our waiter, he made big eyes and promised that food would be ready soon. We waited another half an hour, and my husband went to the neighboring fast food restaurant to get some French fries for the kids. When he brought them back, the waiters quickly appeared and said that it wasn\u2019t allowed. We were already pissed and shouted at them. They disappeared.
\nThen a new waiter approached us with 2 cocktails on the house. He admitted that the cook had been out last night and was in no condition to work. Another cook was called in, but he had just arrived and started cooking earlier orders. Would we wait? We cursed them and left and never went there again, of course.<\/p>\n
7.<\/p>\n
A few years ago, I met a perfect woman. We met on a dating site, chatted for a month and decided to meet in real life. We sat down in a cafe, ordered tea and cakes. After about 15 minutes, she said, \u201cLet\u2019s go to my place to eat dumplings.\u201d
\nSo I stayed with her for 3 days, and we were dating for about a year. She later confessed to me that the idea with dumplings was a 100% chance to win over a man she liked.<\/p>\n
8.<\/p>\n
Let me tell you about how we had our first dinner in Bulgaria. Flight, customs, transfer\u2026 We were tired and hungry. We went to the nearest restaurant to have a normal dinner for the first time in a day.
\nWe were surprised by the low prices, so we asked the waiter, \u201cIs it per dish or 100 grams?\u201d The waiter was surprised, but confirmed that it was per portion. We ordered soup, salad, some vegetables\u2026
\nThey brought almost a liter of soup, a pan with grilled vegetables, a bowl of salad. Instead of bread, they brought a huge flatbread. The waiter, looking conspiratorial, whispered, \u201cI made you bigger portions.\u201d We were blown away! From then on, we took only one portion for 2 people.<\/p>\n
9.<\/p>\n
I once sat in a restaurant courtyard, eating, not touching anyone. It was crowded there, chairs and tables were right next to each other. And suddenly someone licked my left ear. I froze at first from surprise.
\nThen I turned round and saw a small dog standing on the chair behind me. Resting its paws on the back of the chair, it was looking at me with interest, while the owners had gone somewhere.<\/p>\n
10.<\/p>\n
I remembered my most ridiculous and fateful date in October. We didn\u2019t know each other personally, but we knew each other through mutual friends. He wanted to meet me very badly. So one day, he texted me, \u201cHey, let\u2019s meet.\u201d
\nI was young and wanted romance, especially in October. He invited me to a restaurant. I walked into the restaurant in a beautiful dress and high heels. It was evening, almost all the tables were occupied. Waiters were running past me.
\nI stepped forward, and suddenly a waiter with a tray in his hands fell on me. It was hard to keep my balance in stilettos, and we flew across the slippery floor straight into the center of the room. I hit the man\u2019s legs with all my might, and the waiter flew further away. I raised my head and saw the astonished face of a man I landed on.
\n\u201cWho are you?!\u201d he asked perplexedly.
\n\u201cLara,\u201d I said embarrassed, removing salad leaves from my hair.
\nHe held out his hand to me, helped me up, and sat me down at his table. I never got to meet my date. But I met my future husband.<\/p>\n
11.<\/p>\n
Once on holiday we went to a tavern. And we waited for our order for more than 2 hours. People around us came, ate and left. I ordered a well-done steak. In the end, the steak came raw with sauce in a separate plate.
\nWe were hungry and tired, and we still had a couple of hours to drive. It turned out they were looking for the zucchinis we ordered all over town. And we told them that we were hungry and tired. And they were looking for the bloody zucchinis and not bringing the rest of the order!
\nIf they told us, they were out of them, we\u2019d have ordered something else. The interesting thing is that there were 4 of us, and we all ordered different dishes. Only one dish of them contained zucchinis.<\/p>\n
12.<\/p>\n
I\u2019ve never had much luck with waiters. They were either rude, or inattentive students. But recently I had lunch at a place near my work. It had home-cooked food, a cozy atmosphere, and not many guests.
\nEveryone was served by a nice lady, who was very attentive and polite. I had never had such a great and somehow homely reception, even in fancy venues. When paying, I decided to express my sincere admiration and thank her for the delicious food.
\nI told her that it was the first time I saw this kind attitude to a client. And she replied, \u201cI\u2019m the owner, I try my best to keep people coming back and making them feel at home!\u201d Take note, guys, who work as waiters!<\/p>\n
13.<\/p>\n
A friend asked me to help her prepare for her first date (hair, makeup, manicure). But then her date called her and said that he had some accident and asked to postpone the date. We decided to go to a restaurant ourselves so that the beauty we\u2019d made would not be lost.
\nAt a restaurant, we met that guy with his wife and 2 children. When seeing us, he and his family moved to the furthest corner. I was tempted to approach his wife and show her his profile on the dating website. But we decided to stay out of it.<\/p>\n
14.<\/p>\n
I worked in a chain of expensive restaurants. One day, one of our guests was wearing an expensive watch, and our waiter praised it. So the guest took it off his hand and gave it to him as a gift.
\nNext morning he came back to the restaurant. The waiter was back on shift. He thought that the man came back to take back his present. The guest said, \u201cI gave you my watch yesterday, I feel awkward about it.\u201d And the waiter handed over the watch, saying, \u201cHere it is, safe and sound.\u201d
\nAnd the man replied, \u201cYou misunderstood me. It\u2019s not nice to give a secondhand watch.\u201d And he hands our employee a box with a new watch of the same brand.<\/p>\n
15.<\/p>\n
I was in a restaurant with my child and a friend. My daughter is very sociable and started a small talk with the men at the neighboring table: \u201cMisters, where are your misses?\u201d They say they don\u2019t have them.
\nMy daughter says, \u201cMaybe you could look after Aunt Tana then? Because she complained that there is no one to take care of her. No one looked after my hamster, and it started to smell bad.\u201d
\nEveryone lay down on the table laughing. The waiters wept. The friend left the restaurant in a hurry.<\/p>\n
16.<\/p>\n
When I was 3 years old, my father opened a business and worked 24\/7. He took us to a restaurant as a family once, and the waitress decided to make me laugh.
\n\u2014 Baby, who\u2019s Mummy\u2019s husband?
\n\u2014 Daddy.
\n\u2014 And who\u2019s Daddy\u2019s wife?
\nI blurted out something that made my parents blush, \u201cWork.\u201d From that moment on, my father spent more time at home.<\/p>\n
17.<\/p>\n
So my wife had a doctor\u2019s appointment today, about 90 minutes from home, so I decided to take the day off and go with her. After her appointment, we decided to hit up a restaurant before heading home. It\u2019s a nationwide chain.
\nA boomer couple sit in a booth across from us, when the lady boomer spills her sweet tea all over the table. The waitress rushes over with a towel and a tray, proceeds to slide the tray under the edge of the table, in an attempt to catch most of it before it goes all over her (and the floor).
\nMr. Boomer decides that he will not sit at a wet table and begins to grab their silverware, salad plates, etc., and moves a couple booths down the line, all while the waitress is attempting to clean the mess. The waitress grabs another towel and waits patiently for Mr. Boomer to get out of the way.
\nHe then grabs the Mrs. glass, puts it right in the waitress\u2019s face and says, \u201cYou be sure to refill my wife\u2019s sweet tea. It\u2019s sweet tea, not regular.\u201d The waitress turns her head in my direction, where she plainly sees me, with my mouth hanging wide open, and just stares. I was dumbfounded! Was this guy for real!?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
In a cafe or restaurant, you can not only have a delicious meal, but also get a cool story to tell. The heroes of this article know this firsthand, because they left a venue with impressions that are simply impossible not to share. 1. I used to work in a catering business. A regular and […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":6,"featured_media":21890,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-21889","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-tales"],"yoast_head":"\n