How about ladies who lunch? That is, when they tie up a table for much of your shift and only order salads and ice tea. To top it off, they tip the bare minimum. Or, they ask split the check four or six ways.
This is a gripe I heard from one waitress at a Marin County restaurant on this morning’s Ronn Owens show on KGO 810 radio. Yes, Owens asked this same question about customer gripes to people who work as a waiter, waitress, bar tender, host or hostess.
As Owens requested, don’t name names. You’d probably tick off your boss if you griped about the customers at the restaurant or bar where you work.
Maybe you work at one of the downtown bars that looked like they fill up on weekends with some not always classy customers. You might have plenty of gripes. When I went on my ride-along a couple weeks ago, I saw plenty of aging frat boys spilling out of one bar, and other young men sauntering into another restaurant and lounge, dressed like they want to be characters in a Grand Theft Auto game.
And some of the young women I saw: Tottering around on very high heels, wearing very tight tops and short skirts, and looking altogether self-conscious and uncomfortable. (Seeing them did not make me want to be 22 again.) They looked kind of miserable but desperate to impress: No wonder they were likely to wind up drunk a few hours later–still tottering around on those high heels.
I never worked as a waitress–that would have been a disastrous experience for any customers I would have–but I hope I am always appreciative of good service and the work wait staff do.