Many years ago my parents and I went to a popular pancake chain for dinner. This particular location was known for its poor service, but nothing like this one night. We were seated by a very disgruntled waitress, who took our drink orders and stormed to the kitchen.
There was only one other table with people at it: two women and a sleeping baby. We started talking, and they said they were hoping they’d get something to eat before the baby woke up.
The drinks my family ordered never came. We waited… and waited… and waited… and never heard from anyone. Sure enough, the baby woke up and started bawling its eyes out. But that is not what makes this a dinner from hell…
My father, after almost an hour, gets up to see what’s going on. He finds our waitress outside the restaurant yelling “I QUIT! I QUIT! I QUIT” and tearing off her uniform, followed by a long stream of obscenities. And after what was apparently the only waitress on duty quits, no one approached us to tell us what happened or to take our food order. We simply left, and advised the women with the baby to do the same. Never been back to this pancake place ever since.