31 Dec 2008
Bad Luck?
Why do I always have such BAD luck with waitresses and waitors? Is it that I really do have bad luck, or do I just expect bad service so much that my expectations become reality? I mean I know Im picky, I just cant help if I know what I want, bc when i know what i want, I WANT it exactly how i want it! Is that wrong?
Yesterday was a perfect example, I tell the Dude at Giardino’s my order 4 TIMES…and he still gets is HORRIBLY wrong! Geezz, I cant help but recall one of my favorite bad-service memories. Don’t worry there will be more good stories to come, bc i have ALLOT! Here we go….
(2-for-1 Margarita’s at chilies after the game with my Mermaids and Our Coach Jose! What can I say…I LOVE my Mers!!!)
We were so excited for 2-for-1 drinks that we were chanting it under our breathe during “gates” (gates=after the game when the mermaids come out and fans get our autographs and take pictures with us) …SO everyone orders their drinks, asking the waitress to go ahead and just bring out 2 drinks at a time, bc the kitchen and bar was closing (the manager kept it open for the mermaids :) (we gave him a signed poster:) Cool Guy….anyways…when the waitress asks for my order I ask if the Tropical Margarita was included in the 2-for-1 deal, she looked at me with a blank stare and kept on moving, so with the all commotion of the Mermaids (Trey with her outrageous laughter and her famous “WOOOOWW”, and Chelsea with her off the chain TOTALLY DUDE stories of her alcoholism) I figured she understood what I was asking for (didnt feel the need to get bitchy YET, gotta give her benefit of the doubt). BUT…NAH…she didnt everyone got 2 drinks BUT ME…i figured i didnt really need all that sugar anyways, but as the night progressed, more laughter, more stories, more breaking out into routine, I was ready for another drink. So when I asked our waitress for another round I got this….
(Waitress looks at the bartender and giggles, telling her in spanish or creole or something that i wanted another drink after the bar had already closed…and the bartender with a *ghetto “oh no you didnt” finger snap* and a *ghetto head weave* says “AAHHHH HELLL NAHHHHH”)
SO….once again I have to get *all hollywood* with my waitress, telling her exactly WHAT i want her to do….long story short…she figured it out and I happily sip my 2nd Tropical Maragrita! :)
xoxo
meg liz
…sweet lik candy baby….
