Diner Stories

Mum Gets Hit On

March 4, 2010

in Diner Stories

When I was a young boy, my mother and I were staying at a seaside hotel for a needed break. One evening we were sitting in the hotel’s restaurant having a drink and listening to the hotel’s singers. Unfortunately our evening was about to be ruined at the arrival of a scruffy fellow who decided […]

{ 25 comments }

Read the full post →

Grief For My Boss

January 9, 2010

in Diner Stories

I work as a kitchen assistant at a restaurant and I feel compelled to tell this story of what happened to my boss. He works both as the restaurant’s manager and host, so he has to meet everyone that comes in and show them their seats. I feel sorry for him as he has to […]

{ 13 comments }

Read the full post →

Loud Disabled Kid

October 16, 2009

in Diner Stories

My girlfriend and I decided to go to a local Italian restaurant that we sometimes go to eat at during our regular evening dates after work. Being in our late teens we try to spend as much time together as possible. It wasn’t my favorite restaurant but it was still okay. When we arrived it […]

{ 110 comments }

Read the full post →

Arrogant P.O.S.

September 23, 2009

in Diner Stories

It was a busy Tuesday night at Downtown Disney and I was having a horrible day already. My back was killing me and the hosts and managers had no sympathy for my pain. There was a family of 4 with 2 young children that was seated in my section. The husband was an arrogant P.O.S. […]

{ 15 comments }

Read the full post →

Separate Checks

September 18, 2009

in Diner Stories

Oh how I love getting to work right before the dinner rush comes. Pick up a few tables from lazy servers who stroll in 15 to 20 minutes late coffee in hand. I myself enjoy stealing those tables and picking up the extra 50 to 60 bucks. But of course not on this day. I […]

{ 6 comments }

Read the full post →

Some people are just looking for anything free. I once witnessed (at a restaurant I used to work at) a man screaming at my manager about how he and his family should receive a 50% discount on their $200 check because his son used to valet there 6 MONTHS earlier!! The manager handled it so […]

{ 1 comment }

Read the full post →

When I was in college I waited tables at a popular local Mexican restaurant. We typically had a pretty good lunch rush, so handling the bigger sections could be a challenge, which our management realized. As they were all former servers they were awesome when it came to backing us up. One afternoon I was […]

{ 15 comments }

Read the full post →

I was working at a not that great $15 plate chain restaurant one evening. The restaurant closed at midnight. I was pretty busy up until midnight and did not have time to do my cleanup and side chores that all chain restaurants require of servants. Just as I was about to begin my duties, at […]

{ 15 comments }

Read the full post →

I was managing a very busy steakhouse one Saturday evening, and a server informed me of an overcooked steak that had been sent back to the kitchen at one of his tables. Although regrettable, it does happen and I approached the table to make apologies and let them know their steak would be out very […]

{ 8 comments }

Read the full post →

Many years ago (1980s) I was working for a Mexican restaurant in West Palm Beach, Florida. I had a young lady come in and order a steak burrito. She ordered a pitcher of margaritas with extra shots. Unfortunately she received a chicken burrito. She started screaming and yelling at me and demanding that I bring […]

{ 5 comments }

Read the full post →

Difficult Diners

January 17, 2008

in Diner Stories

The owner of a popular, reasonably priced restaurant told me this one. It’s about an unbelievably “difficult” couple they had at their establishment several years ago. This couple, a man and a woman who were pushing middle age (not kids, anyway) ordered two very reasonably priced meals. When the meals came and the man took […]

{ 5 comments }

Read the full post →

Dining With A Dope

January 17, 2008

in Diner Stories

Back in the 70s my college roommate (whom I’ll call “Clark”) and I decided to eat at a nationally-known seafood restaurant. I had only known him for a few days, but he seemed like a decent enough fellow. After perusing our menus, the waitress came over to take our order. After giving her my order, […]

{ 5 comments }

Read the full post →