I Thought We Had An Understandin’

October 31, 2009

in Server Stories

One night my boyfriend, my roommate and I decided to go out to dinner to a local steak and buffet restaurant. We each ordered entrées and sodas, placed the tickets on our table, and then went to the buffet line for some salads. When we returned, our tickets were still on the table. No big deal, the waitress must be busy. By the time we had finished our salads, the waitress walked by and grabbed our tickets without saying a word. She was about 5’8” (with the height from her mullet) and covered in tattoos.

After 10 minutes and no drinks, we finally flagged her down and she brought us our drinks—all wrong. We didn’t bother telling her. We waited another twenty minutes for the entrees to arrive. Without a word, she put down my boyfriend’s meal and my roommate’s meal and walked away. Ugh… okay, maybe she doesn’t know how to carry three plates, whatever. So I wait, but she didn’t return with my meal. I flagged her down as she whipped by the table and asked her if my meal was coming out. The woman grabs my arm, leans down over me, gets up right into my face and screeches, “WHY DIDN’T YOU SAY SOMETHIN” SOONER? I THOUGHT YOU AND I HAD AN UNDERSTANDIN’?” My eyes grew wide as I yanked my arm from her grasp. My boyfriend jumped up at that point and asked her what the h*ll she thought she was doing. She said that we knew each other and I should have said something sooner. I’d never met this lady before in my life and I would have said something if she were around.

The manager brought out my meal, cold by that point, and never said a word to apologize. As we’re finishing our meal, the same waitress started busing the table next to ours. She knocked over a half glass of orange soda all over the table. Cursing like a sailor, she made a half hearted attempt at cleaning it up. You could still see the soda glistening on the top of the table and soda was dripping down onto the chairs. A family came and sat down but before we could warn them, their son sat in a pool of the soda. Guess they didn’t leave her a tip either.

Leaving the Ranch Hungry

{ 5 comments… read them below or add one }

Slotper December 3, 2009 at 4:06 am

I really wish Americans actually knew what the word entrée means.

Just like the kilometer, and the litre and the kilogram.

They are all French in origin, but not all of them mean the same thing around the world!

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TrustMeImALinguist June 26, 2015 at 1:59 pm

So, the thing about the English language is that there are actually varieties of it – shocking, I know. Just because American English borrowed the pronunciation of the French word entrée does not require the language to use the same definition. The same goes for every other word you listed. Google "language contact" for further education; perhaps you'll make less ignorant comments.

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Amy May 19, 2017 at 10:10 am

Seriously? THAT'S what you got from this story? That you believe the word entree was used incorrectly? LMAO

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Kad December 17, 2009 at 12:09 am

Slopter….add buffet to that.

The OP admitted to wrong drinks (silent), eating cold food (silent), and a host of other problems. Assuming they are all true, the train and pain could have been stopped at the first mistake: going to any restaurant that uses 'tickets' .

The OP should stop going out in public if she thinks that using the words 'mullet' and 'tattoo' add weight to her argument.

Low class restaurant, low class client. It fits. Might as well call it a dining hall, as a restaurant. What did she pay, $7.99? Get what you pay for honey.

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Commentor 3 March 30, 2010 at 12:11 pm

So, instead OP stay at home and make snarky *low class* comments anonymously on the internet. Yeah… sounds so much more sophisticated and mature.

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