I once took my mom to a high priced tiny Italian Bistro. We ordered steaks, but the dish had some fancy name I could not pronounce. It came with some sort of noodle and mushroom topping, I hate mushrooms. I asked them not to put mushrooms on it, the owner was my waiter, he looked at me like I had murdered his family. Gave me another dirty look when I asked for it well done. Brought it to me with the mushrooms on it after I told him I didn't want it. Then really gave me a dirty look when I asked for steak sauce.
I didn't raise a stink because I didn't want to make a fuss in front of my mother. But in my head I was thinking, "Listen you snooty arrogant fuck, are you about making money, then either you want my money or you dont."
It wasn't that he didn't have steak sauce, but his dirty looks as if I was sub human. Needless to say we never went back.
I get depending on place, they do things differently, but don't give the customer dirty looks. I could have given a shit less what he wanted, he wasn't eating it we were.
If I owned a place, and you wanted to put Fruit Loops and peanut butter on your steak, and I had it, you'd get it.
I didn't raise a stink because I didn't want to make a fuss in front of my mother. But in my head I was thinking, "Listen you snooty arrogant fuck, are you about making money, then either you want my money or you dont."
It wasn't that he didn't have steak sauce, but his dirty looks as if I was sub human. Needless to say we never went back.
I get depending on place, they do things differently, but don't give the customer dirty looks. I could have given a shit less what he wanted, he wasn't eating it we were.
If I owned a place, and you wanted to put Fruit Loops and peanut butter on your steak, and I had it, you'd get it.
