He proceeds to tell me "I am on the worst date of my life, this woman is horrendous and I have to get out of here. Take this $20 and please go to the nearest phone and call me and tell me that I have to get home right away. I don't care what excuse you make up, I just gotta get the hell out of here."
Initially I thought he was kidding until 2 minutes later the guy who was serving him came up to me to tell me how wicked this woman was and how he could tell the guy didn't wanna be there. I promptly called that guy as soon as I had a free minute so he could escape.
One of my shining achievements as a server.
5. It was an attractive young woman and an average-looking man. The guy was wearing plaid sleep pants and a oversized red zip-up Columbia jacket. The woman was dressed more nicely, but it was still casual.
All goes well until it comes time for entrées. This guy orders a ton of ribs (a few full racks) but refuses the girl her original order of a house sirlion, which was only about $6. The man orders a four dollar salad and a water for her.
The woman stops talking completely while the man talks about some crazy party he went to. The man guzzles a few Strawberry Quencher Iced teas, says "Seeya Friday, b*tch!” and leaves her with the bill.
She said the guy seemed nice when they talked on Tinder, but was very uncomfortable with him in real life, and afraid to say something. A co-worker and I paid for her meal, and later she and the same co-worker starting dating, and they are engaged now.
6. Good looking dude, fit, clean shaven. Sitting at the bar going on about how he had a date with this girl that his best friend was crushing on hard. That his friend just refused to ask her out because she was into him instead. He was really getting into his story when she walks in and he clams up like someone shocked him.
Anyway, she comes up and the do the little kissy huggy greeting and she orders a tequila shot with a lime. He does one with her and they banter about getting that out of the way and move in to a little more intense banter. Then out of the blue this dude whistles at me. He whistles at me again while I am looking at him trying to figure out if he really just whistled at me like I’m a dog. “Yo man, more shots!" (continued…)