Don't, Under any circumstances do the Following...
Now, while the purpose of this blog is to entertain both you and myself, maybe there are some lessons to be learned.
First of I'm not your dog...
Don't whistle, or snap your fingers at me.
Plain and simple.
I'm a person and you will treat me as such.
It is rude and if you think that it isn't take a look at the faces of your neighbors.
There are no threats necessary, but you will be considerate, just as you want us to be considerate to you.
I actually know someone that did an about turn after such and incident and tell his "guest."
"I'm not your dog."
And the guy looked like an asshole in front of his friends, and deservingly so.
Second, don't touch us....EVER!
That means don't grab my arm if I'm at the neighboring table to get my attention.
Don't attempt to put your glass on my tray when I'm going past.
Don't ever try to take anything from me,be it a pen, straw, or a sugar caddy off my tray.
Most of the time I have everything balanced and it takes just one jolt or little bit of weight to knock the six half full glasses of water all over the ground.
Plus I am one of those people who don't like to be touched, and I will reprimand you sternly if you think otherwise.
Don't put your dirty dishes on the table next to you.
I know you don't have much room on your table, but this habit is disgusting.
It dirties a table that I probably took the time to set.
Either I or a busser will be by shortly to pick anything up.
I don't feel like cleaning up after you any more than I have to.
Be an adult and show some patience.
Plus it really is embarrassing when the host goes to seat that table and your side plate full of fat you pulled off your prime rib is where they are going, it is even worse when you put it on their seat.
And thirdly in this little rant never use the phrase.
"Well they did it for us last time."
Either you are lying, or someone didn't feel like hassling with you the last time.
Chances are you are lying.
I don't care if you want Monday's special and its Friday, we don't have it.
Come in Monday.
My favorite is when a buddy of mine had that request.
"Ya I want that special that you had last week with shrimp..."
Ok, there where two different specials for both lunch and dinner for all seven days last week, and out of fourteen possible specials their best guess was it has shrimp.
The cooks have to go out of there way to create something they can't even remember.
It is delivered.
And sent back.
"It's not what I had in mind."
No shit, order off the menu.
We're not BK kids...
Catch you all later!