"A customer not served is a customer not deserved." Ron Kaufman
The Hub and I met for lunch today at one of our favorite bars, Katie O'Brien's. It's an Irish Pub (as close as you get to an Irish Pub in Oregon, I guess) and the food is awesome and the service is usually fabulous.
Until today...
The Hub arrived before me, and per my request was sitting at the bar, for the bar is the only place you can smoke. (Because everybody knows if you smoke in one designated area in an open room, it won't bother anyone else, right?)
So I sit down, and the Bartender, my husband suggested I call her TPBB when I blog about it (he knows me so well!) for "Tattooed Pot Bellied Bitch", which she was.
Disclaimer: I have nothing against any of those things, because I, too, am tattooed and pot bellied, it's just an easy way to describe her. I added the "Bitch" for emphasis, you'll see why shortly.
So, I look at the menu, decide what I'm having, and we are sitting there waiting for her to come over. She's not that busy, either, I'm a bartender, I know. She walks over, so I smile, and she gives me the hairy eyeball!
Wow, okay, wtf? I'm sitting there, talking to my husband, minding my own business waiting patiently for some fucking service, and you are glaring at me??
She says, "You want somethin'?"
I say, "Yes, a diet Pepsi, please." Still trying to be nice at this point, giving her the benefit of the doubt, I guess...Must be the Prozac kicking in.
She gives it to me, and walks off! News flash? We are sitting here with closed menus, which would imply that we are ready to order. But no.
I look at the Hub, and he says, "she was totally nice till you got here!"
So I say to him, "I don't think I know her, but maybe in some drunken time long ago I fucked her boyfriend or something? That's how she's treating me!"
She finally comes and takes our order, completely fucking rude the whole time. She brings our silverware...Sets the Hub's down in front of him, and literally tosses mine onto the bar in front of me!
I say, "Did you see that?!?! She totally threw my silverware at me!!"
The Hub replies, laughing, "Maybe you did fuck her boyfriend or something?"
I observe, "Maybe she's just a woman hater, I don't know! She's being nice to all the guys!"
Oh no, throw that one out the window, 2 women come in and sit, and she's completely sweet to them! So I'm stressing, asking the Hub:
"Why is she being a bitch to me? I don't even know her, never seen her before in my life. Should I ask her what the fuck her problem is? No, I don't want spit in my food, better just shut up."
He thinks it's funny, strange, but funny.
She finally brings our food, rude as hell to me, nice as pie to him, I say thank you, she totally ignores me.
I'm starting to wonder if she was hot for the Hub, then I showed up and ruined her plans? I could see it, he's a good looking guy, but jeez! This is getting ridiculous!
He tells me that she forgot his soup, and I should mention it! Yeah, right! Mention it yourself, buddy, I'm not inviting a confrontation with her! We get done eating, and his soda has been empty for the better part of 30 minutes, and she finally comes over to get our plates, and asks if he wants more Pepsi.
I say, "Can we just get our bill?"
"Yeah." snotty.
She's ringing it up, and says, "Oh, I totally forgot your soup!! I'm so sorry!!"
WTF?? This bitch is crazy, blatantly hostile towards me, and kissing his ass! I'm pissed at this point, I tell him, "Too bad she's being a assface, because I'm not leaving her a tip!" I'm normally an excellent tipper, and I don't think I've ever stiffed a waitress before, even if the service is shitty, I'll leave at least 10% to cover the taxes, but this bitch isn't getting a dime from me!
The bill comes to $15.90. I give her a twenty, she asks if I want change?!?!? Hello, balls of steel, assume you're getting a tip? Think again, ignore and abuse me for the better part of an hour and you aren't getting shit from me!
The Hub is still laughing about it...I wish I would've asked her what her beef was, but I didn't want to cause a scene, so I guess I'll never know.
Until today...
The Hub arrived before me, and per my request was sitting at the bar, for the bar is the only place you can smoke. (Because everybody knows if you smoke in one designated area in an open room, it won't bother anyone else, right?)
So I sit down, and the Bartender, my husband suggested I call her TPBB when I blog about it (he knows me so well!) for "Tattooed Pot Bellied Bitch", which she was.
Disclaimer: I have nothing against any of those things, because I, too, am tattooed and pot bellied, it's just an easy way to describe her. I added the "Bitch" for emphasis, you'll see why shortly.
So, I look at the menu, decide what I'm having, and we are sitting there waiting for her to come over. She's not that busy, either, I'm a bartender, I know. She walks over, so I smile, and she gives me the hairy eyeball!
Wow, okay, wtf? I'm sitting there, talking to my husband, minding my own business waiting patiently for some fucking service, and you are glaring at me??
She says, "You want somethin'?"
I say, "Yes, a diet Pepsi, please." Still trying to be nice at this point, giving her the benefit of the doubt, I guess...Must be the Prozac kicking in.
She gives it to me, and walks off! News flash? We are sitting here with closed menus, which would imply that we are ready to order. But no.
I look at the Hub, and he says, "she was totally nice till you got here!"
So I say to him, "I don't think I know her, but maybe in some drunken time long ago I fucked her boyfriend or something? That's how she's treating me!"
She finally comes and takes our order, completely fucking rude the whole time. She brings our silverware...Sets the Hub's down in front of him, and literally tosses mine onto the bar in front of me!
I say, "Did you see that?!?! She totally threw my silverware at me!!"
The Hub replies, laughing, "Maybe you did fuck her boyfriend or something?"
I observe, "Maybe she's just a woman hater, I don't know! She's being nice to all the guys!"
Oh no, throw that one out the window, 2 women come in and sit, and she's completely sweet to them! So I'm stressing, asking the Hub:
"Why is she being a bitch to me? I don't even know her, never seen her before in my life. Should I ask her what the fuck her problem is? No, I don't want spit in my food, better just shut up."
He thinks it's funny, strange, but funny.
She finally brings our food, rude as hell to me, nice as pie to him, I say thank you, she totally ignores me.
I'm starting to wonder if she was hot for the Hub, then I showed up and ruined her plans? I could see it, he's a good looking guy, but jeez! This is getting ridiculous!
He tells me that she forgot his soup, and I should mention it! Yeah, right! Mention it yourself, buddy, I'm not inviting a confrontation with her! We get done eating, and his soda has been empty for the better part of 30 minutes, and she finally comes over to get our plates, and asks if he wants more Pepsi.
I say, "Can we just get our bill?"
"Yeah." snotty.
She's ringing it up, and says, "Oh, I totally forgot your soup!! I'm so sorry!!"
WTF?? This bitch is crazy, blatantly hostile towards me, and kissing his ass! I'm pissed at this point, I tell him, "Too bad she's being a assface, because I'm not leaving her a tip!" I'm normally an excellent tipper, and I don't think I've ever stiffed a waitress before, even if the service is shitty, I'll leave at least 10% to cover the taxes, but this bitch isn't getting a dime from me!
The bill comes to $15.90. I give her a twenty, she asks if I want change?!?!? Hello, balls of steel, assume you're getting a tip? Think again, ignore and abuse me for the better part of an hour and you aren't getting shit from me!
The Hub is still laughing about it...I wish I would've asked her what her beef was, but I didn't want to cause a scene, so I guess I'll never know.
posted by The Mayor @2/06/2006 01:47:00 PM
6 Comments:
Megan!!
Let's go to lunch there...together!!! I have to check this out!
I can't believe you didn't???? WTF??? Dude, you should have totally busted her out for her bad behavior and told her you needed the change and then dropped a dime down and told her "Your tip is to change your fuckin' attitude bitch!"
The only thing you could have done was pick up your knife and stab her in the eye. That is the only answer. It had to happen. It was meant to happen.
stacy, don't take out your aggression about your dyke neighbors on the poor barwhore stupid cunt bartender that was mean to our dear mayor....
stabbing her in the eye would have only made her more mean to mayor or just uglier than she obviously is!
Melissa~ Not this soon after not tipping, she will remember me! Let's give her time to forget and then go...
Jules~ I told the Hub if she confronted me about no tip, I would give her the "what for", but I didn't want to confront her on her turf, that's why it's easy for me to confront people in MY bar, it's MINE...
Lungfung~ The Hub comes up with some good ones, sometimes, eh? So does Jules!
Stacy~ Not a fan of prison, sorry. Although if I hadn't started back on Prozac, who knows?
Jules~ Don't hold back on your feelings about Stacy's neighbors!
Thanks. I won't. I know it's your blog and all but you've made me feel so comfortable that spewing nastiness just comes so easy! LOL
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