An open letter to all obnoxious customers
Yes, it annoys me when you talk to me like I don't understand English. It also annoys me when you treat my boss, who is 50-something years old, like a child. I'm not sorry I glared at you and didn't smile. Also, don't ignore us if we're saying something to you. We're not speaking gibberish; we obviously are trying to tell you something, so it's rude to not acknowledge that.
To the suburbanites of all (mostly white) races --
Please stop freaking out and yelling at me over the phone because you're a missing pint of rice or one egg roll. It only takes us a second or two to give you your money back. The working class customers understand that we make mistakes from time to time, because -- gasp! They've actually worked at a shit job before in their lives instead of mooching money off of their rich-ass parents (maybe that's why they give us decent tips).
Oh yeah. I'd appreciate it immensely if you bitchy vegan/vegetarians don't come here anymore. Why do you always assume that we know you're vegetarian and complain when we put in our regular dumplings instead of the vegetarian ones? We're a CHINESE RESTAURANT, not a New Age-vegan-Thai food joint. 99.9% of the people who come here order meat. You have to tell us if you want vegetarian dumplings.
And...for you who are obese -- and I mean the really obese ones, not the bigger-boned people -- please do NOT try to squeeze into our regular-sized booths. They're obviously too small for your elephant-sized bum, so stop trying to lodge yourselves in and obstruct the walkways. We don't care if you want to eat here until you have a heart attack. We do care, however, if you're in the way of our other customers or our waitress.
I have to deal with people like you every time I work at my restaurant. Can't you -- uh, you know, stop acting like children and start acting like the adults you are?
It's getting old.
Love,
The Takeout Wench (who is not Chinese, but actually Japanese-American).
To the suburbanites of all (mostly white) races --
Please stop freaking out and yelling at me over the phone because you're a missing pint of rice or one egg roll. It only takes us a second or two to give you your money back. The working class customers understand that we make mistakes from time to time, because -- gasp! They've actually worked at a shit job before in their lives instead of mooching money off of their rich-ass parents (maybe that's why they give us decent tips).
Oh yeah. I'd appreciate it immensely if you bitchy vegan/vegetarians don't come here anymore. Why do you always assume that we know you're vegetarian and complain when we put in our regular dumplings instead of the vegetarian ones? We're a CHINESE RESTAURANT, not a New Age-vegan-Thai food joint. 99.9% of the people who come here order meat. You have to tell us if you want vegetarian dumplings.
And...for you who are obese -- and I mean the really obese ones, not the bigger-boned people -- please do NOT try to squeeze into our regular-sized booths. They're obviously too small for your elephant-sized bum, so stop trying to lodge yourselves in and obstruct the walkways. We don't care if you want to eat here until you have a heart attack. We do care, however, if you're in the way of our other customers or our waitress.
I have to deal with people like you every time I work at my restaurant. Can't you -- uh, you know, stop acting like children and start acting like the adults you are?
It's getting old.
Love,
The Takeout Wench (who is not Chinese, but actually Japanese-American).
posted by The Takeout Wench. at 12:09 AM
2 Comments:
You're one ANGRY take-out wrench. Not that I don't empathize with most of the stuff you're saying. But still. ~ RK
Haha! I hear you and can relate.
If you can't rant and rave on your blog, then where can you?
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