I just witnessed two horrifying events, while watching The Cobert Report on Comedy Central I saw a terrible, terrible thing...
Olive Garden commercials.
The first of which had some young office drone ladies hungaring for soup...
And finally breadsticks...
All you can eat for $5.95.
I pity those poor fools that work there.
I've been there before, at a different restaurant, with bitchy middle aged low level office ladies demanding more soup, then when you drop it off they order more salad, just as they stuff the last piece of bread in their mouth.
Greed, gluttony and sloth all rolled into one.
I hated it and I tell you those poor bastards working for the souless Darden corporation must have their release.
Then it happened, then next commercial.
Smiling servers taking order after order of all you can eat pasta...
How can they cope?
No running back for another order of half spaghetti, half penne with a mixture of alfredo and garlic marinara, all while in the weeds.
Not for me at any rate, I refuse to work at such a place
Free items have always been the bane of servers, refills, bread, chips, crackers, peanuts and whatever else gluttonous patrons shove down their throats in lieu of ordering an appetizer, salad, or whatever else that will actually cost money.
Luckily my days of having to capitulate to a customer demanding,"Where's my chips!?" is over.
I just don't understand why the purpose of some diners seems to be how much they can eat of the free shit, there is a menu.
We aren't there as a free buffet, freakin order something already.
I have much better things to do than run around with baskets of bread, such as taking orders and delivering food to my paying customers.
Bread, chips etc. are a snack, something to hold you until apps or salads arrive, not meals.
I've seen tables use these items as full meals, much to the disgust of me...
I can't even comprehend the all you can eat pasta, I guess the type of people that are gluttonous enough to eat like that are so numerous that Olive Garden can build a business around cheap people with huge appetites.
I'm so happy I don't have to put up with that type of shit anymore, and I hope those poor kids with their shitty three table sections and cart of crappy house wine move on to better shores...
For the corporate restaurants will never press those cruel thorns of oppression over my brow, or crucify me on a cross of Penne!