This guy and his lady-friend came in the other night when the restaurant was super busy. He seemed drunk, was very picky, and wouldn’t shut up. He kept making the most lame jobs, weird requests, and overall annoyed me. Like I said, we were busy, and he was just burying me further into “the weeds”.

A coworker told me I was lucky because he was a good tipper. Usually “good” tipper really just means he’s going to tip 20%. I had to start avoiding this table because he just wouldn’t let me walk away and tend to my other tables. When I would visit the table, I would have to just turn and walk away, sometimes mid-sentence, because all of the ques normal people understand as, “Hey, I’m very busy.” just weren’t tipping this guy off to what was going on. I guess these two were forever alone together, and just wanted to talk to me. I can understand that, and if we weren’t so busy, I would have been happy to chat more…..it’s part of my service to my guests.

When it’s all said and done, the bill is $82.00. The guy had left $120.00 and didn’t want any change. That was pretty damn awesome. I’d be more than happy to let this guy talk my ear of any time he wants to.