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Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Oopsie!
It's been a little while! Not that anyone actually reads this but oh well...I figured it would take a little while before I started writing regularly.
Anyway, I went to dinner tonight with my best girl Caitie and another friend from high school, Julia. We went to Wood Ranch, one of my favorites. Our waitress was probably 40 or 50 something and she was AWFUL!! Our simplest requests were not met: we asked for more bread, it never came, I was drinking an Arnold Palmer, she refilled my empty glass with water, and then our food took a long time to come out! She basically ignored our table the entire time, she wasnt even the one to bring out our food! Then she picked up Julia's plate before she was finished, without even asking! So Julia had to tell her that she wasn't done. I have such an issue with poor waiters/waitresses. I feel like I am very easy to keep happy, all I really ask is that my waiter do their job. As someone that works in a service type industry, its very frustrating to me when i get poor service. I really think its appropriate to tip accordingly and I keep this in mind when I am with my clients. Most of my clients tip me well and I really think it's because they appreciate someone taking care of them, even spoiling them a bit! I know I am willing to give a great tip if I get great service, and if I recieve poor service I am giving a poor tip! Sometimes I feel guilty, but then I remind myself that their job (essentially) is to take care of my needs as a patron of their restaurant.
The worst part about the whole night was that after we gave our waitress her not-so-great tip, we rushed out so as to avoid any awkwardness and stood outside talking for a bit. Suddenly our waitress was coming toward us holding our bill! I was absolutely mortified but Caitie had to take the brunt of the discomfort because she forgot to sign her credit card slip! Pretty funny after we had hurried out.
Anyway, I went to dinner tonight with my best girl Caitie and another friend from high school, Julia. We went to Wood Ranch, one of my favorites. Our waitress was probably 40 or 50 something and she was AWFUL!! Our simplest requests were not met: we asked for more bread, it never came, I was drinking an Arnold Palmer, she refilled my empty glass with water, and then our food took a long time to come out! She basically ignored our table the entire time, she wasnt even the one to bring out our food! Then she picked up Julia's plate before she was finished, without even asking! So Julia had to tell her that she wasn't done. I have such an issue with poor waiters/waitresses. I feel like I am very easy to keep happy, all I really ask is that my waiter do their job. As someone that works in a service type industry, its very frustrating to me when i get poor service. I really think its appropriate to tip accordingly and I keep this in mind when I am with my clients. Most of my clients tip me well and I really think it's because they appreciate someone taking care of them, even spoiling them a bit! I know I am willing to give a great tip if I get great service, and if I recieve poor service I am giving a poor tip! Sometimes I feel guilty, but then I remind myself that their job (essentially) is to take care of my needs as a patron of their restaurant.
The worst part about the whole night was that after we gave our waitress her not-so-great tip, we rushed out so as to avoid any awkwardness and stood outside talking for a bit. Suddenly our waitress was coming toward us holding our bill! I was absolutely mortified but Caitie had to take the brunt of the discomfort because she forgot to sign her credit card slip! Pretty funny after we had hurried out.
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