I have worked at the same steakhouse for over 3, going on 4 years. There is one table that completely sticks out in my mind every time I think of a horrible day.
It was a table of 2 adults and 7 kids, so 9 total. Not a huge deal; I handle big tables all the time, so I figured this would be a piece of cake. Their kids ended up spilling spaghetti, macaroni and cheese, and cookies all over the floor. I figured whatever, I clean stuff like this all the time. The whole night the kids were running back and forth to the candy machines like all kids do, and parents let them due to the fact that they would like to actually have a conversation instead of listen to whiny kids.
When they got up to leave, the floor was stained, candy was everywhere, and the guy had the nerve to come up to me and chuckle while saying, “Sorry Miss, our kids spent all your tip money on the candy machine.” Yeah, real freakin’ funny jerk.