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Originally Posted by warrrreagl
One of the runners brought out the entrees within mere minutes of us receiving our salads (which always pisses me off), and Molly Shannon came back by within seconds after that and asked how everything was. Since neither of us had even attempted a bite of the entrees yet, we both said, "Fine."
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So, we left, went home, washed our hands, and then went to IHOP, where my wife ordered pancakes and bacon. And we bitched about Molly Shannon long into the night….
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No offense but I've had the misfortune of going out to dinner with people like you. It fucking sucks.
"OH MY GAWD where is our waiter? Can't he see there are only two dinner rolls left and they're cold? I'd really like to have a warm roll with my dinner. This food is spicy and I'd REALLY like some bread to go with it. That's NOT too much to ask."
"They CHANGED this SALAD. It used to have less olives in it. I don't like too many olives. Don't you think there are too many? They shouldn't have messed with it. Don't you agree? How can I eat this?"
"Is that a...fingerprint on my plate?"
The incessant whining and bitching from those types is generally far worse than any transgressions the restaurant staff commits.
Personally if I want a perfect meal I'll cook the thing myself. At a restaurant, I don't have extremely high expectations--I just expect to get good food in a timely manner and I want my drink refilled regularly. And the vast majority of the ones I go to handle that just fine.