Ok, I have a beef with on customer in particular, and her horrible child.
These customers come in every other fucking day, and the management treat them like GODS. Dumb bitch sits down with her fat kid in a Karate uniform. The bitch is older, late fifties I would imagine, and she has not aged well. She throws reddish dye on naturally brown hair which is turning gray, and she is dripping with ugly jewelry. The kid is shockingly obese for a ten year old, and is somehow wearing a black belt…Bruce Lee is turning in his grave.
The woman orders the cheapest wine on the menu, and then complains about how bad it is…she will order it again tomorrow of course. Every time I walk by the table, the bitch yells out for something. The child is silent however, eyes buried in a NINTENDO DS. At times, she will yell for me WHILE I AM TAKING THE ORDER OF ANOTHER CUSTOMER. She has never tipped above 10%… Management won’t let me say anything to her…But GOD I fight the urge every time I see her and her ridiculous child.
Her son always orders a kid’s Mac & Cheese and a milk. Mom routinely shouts out “Nonfat!”. The kid is going to Karate classes obviously to lose weight at the scheme of his mother. She fucks it up every night though by taking him out for Carb/dairy heavy pasta.