Hot Greasy Fries

OK. So.

Cast of Characters:
3 brown skinned girls, perhaps muslim? - one speaks english, one kinda speaks english, one barely speaks english.
1 white waitress named Kel-Bell - speaks english
1 small order of fries

The Plot:
Girls come into steak'n'shake to eat food, waitress waits on them.

What happens:
Girl one, calls herself "Olive" and kinda speaks english, orders a single with cheese, ketchup, pickles, extra pickles, small fry, cookies'n'cream shake (which she then cancels for a water instead.) Girl two orders a #4 chicken strip meal with double fries, bbq sauce, water, and a cookies'n'cream shake. This girl barely speaks english. Girl three (who speaks english) orders a single the same as her. Waitress says, "Which her? This one?" and points to "Olive" who is offended that the waitress did not magically know her name. "Olive" says, "My name is Olive not "This one"." Except Girl three does not want extra pickles and she will just have water, and no fries because she will eat half of Girl two's fries. Order is placed, shake is made and delivered, food comes up shortly thereafter.

Side note: Waitress is the only waitress in the restaurant, and has four other tables to attend to.

Food is delivered, and Girl three says she needs napkins. Waitress brings napkins, goes to the back to pick up chilis for another table. Before waitress can deliver chilis, Girl three stops her and says, "These fries are too hot and greasy!"

Waitress: "Would you like cold ones? No, seriously, I'm joking. One moment." as she turns away to give chilis to the other table.
Girl three: "You are so rude. These fries are disgusting."
Waitress: "I wasn't being rude, I was joking. The only way to get fries that are neither hot nor greasy is to get old, cold ones. Would you like another side instead?"
Girl three: "You're a bitch. You're not funny. I'm not paying for this."
Waitress: "Well, if you're sure I can't get anything else, enjoy your meal." as she removes the "hot greasy fries" from the table.

Fin.

End note: I made $49.78 in tips even though those bitches stiffed me and complained to FE (my manager) who, by the way, defended me, only gave them $1 off, and was backed up by AJ (another server) who exclaimed as the Girls complained that I am a very nice person and always joking and how she overheard the conversation and knew that I was, indeed, not being rude.

Fuck you evil diners!!

On another note, it's finals week and I'm terrified. I don't know if I can pass this lab final tomorrow. I'm already getting a B in the class and I just know I won't get 100% on the fucking final OR the practical. *sniff* There goes my 4.0!

But, on a better note, we're moving in 2 weeks. Yay! Now is the time to start working on my evil plan... hehehe...

This Saturday is the 1st OSU game of the season!! WOOT!!

tips

Why don't black people tip?

I typed this phrase into my Google search box and got LOTS of answers. Some said they don't "understand" how to dine out in a restaurant and some said it's because there is some preconceived notions about service. Whatever. All I know is that I had a table of five black people today and they were they ONLY ones to stiff me. They ordered a #4 chicken finger meal with honey mustard and salad w/ranch and apples/grapes and Sprite - no ice, a double with everything and cheese platter with cheese fries and onion rings and Pibb, a "junior steakburger with cheese and everything and onion rings instead of fries" and a Sprite - no ice, a "junior grilled cheese with cheese fries" and a water - no ice, and a Chicken melt with no tomato, no bacon, a regular fry and an Iced Tea.
Well.
These guests were clearly over 12 years old, so I charged them for a single cheeseburger deluxe and small onion ring (instead of junior meal) and a regular grilled cheese and small cheese fry (instead of junior meal.) Now please tell me WHY this girl who was consistently nice to me, calling me by name and/or sweety/honey/etc suddenly turned into the most evil person when I handed her the bill?

Her: "Don't you think it's shady of you to charge us for adult meals when we ordered juniors?"
Me, in my head: HA!
Me: "The junior meals are only for our guests 12 and under."
Her: "You should have told me; It's shady that you charged us for the adult meals."

Me: "Don't YOU think it's just as shady to order junior meals when you are clearly not 12 or under?"

Her: "Well you should have TOLD us when we were ordering that junior means 12 or under."
Me: "It's on the menu; would you like me to show you where?"
Her: "No, I know it's on the menu, but I didn't want to pay that amount. You were being sneaky for charging us adult prices."
Me: "I'm sorry you feel I was being sneaky, but I don't want to get fired or get in trouble for undercharging. As it is, you got exactly what you ordered and nothing was wrong with your food, right?"
Her: "That has nothing to do with it, you were deceitful."

Of course, as always, they left no tip.

**Note** 08/13/08**

I suppose I should have told you the story of my other experiences to clarify why I focused on the black people not tipping. I had a table of 2, a woman in her 40's or so who was with a mentally challenged woman of unknown age, both black. They ranted and raved about my service, even went so far as to tell my manager that I should be a manager! Oh this was by far the best service they'd recieved at Steak'n'Shake and thank you so much and good luck to me. Well I guess that was my tip because the table was empty and she paid with cash. Granted, I did once have a table of white hillbilly new yorkers come in and not tip, but I didn't expect them to because they looked poor and ordered scantily with purpose. I also once had a table of white yuppies from Kentucky show up with the entire soccer team (yes, this was a table of 22) who left me $1.00 and then tried to leave without paying for all their meals. I'm not saying that every single black person stiffs me and every single white person tips me, but it does seem that in general the black people don't tip as often. 95% for whites, 65% for blacks I'd say. And as far as Muslim people go, well, I know that I'm always guaranteed $3 no matter how large or small their tab is. I haven't dealt much with Asian folk, but I would think they would tip correctly because so many of them work in restaurants and nail salons and stuff like that where they live off tips (yeah that sounds racist but I think it's mostly true at least for the Asian people who live in my area.)

Here are some links to back me up:

• http://www.uspoliticsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?t=31992
• http://www.tigeru.com/ftopict-4717.html
• http://www.livejournal.com/community/blackfolk/1338757.html
• http://wiki.answers.com/Q/IS_it_true_most_black_people_don't_tip_waiters
• http://intellegentignorance.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-vegas-restaurant-story.html
• http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=1329241

And here's a video blog with a plethora of responses. Amusing. At first, I'm like hmmm... he really shouldn't have confronted her... But then she says "you're lucky we even left you money" so fuck that. Then she mentions that her SISTER is a server! So ridiculous.

Busy Bee

Well since I went back to school and work from being on vacation, I've been ridiculously busy. A month has flown by and I didn't even realize it until I actually found out what the date was. Seafood has been an alright class, nothing too exciting, and at least I'm not doing as sucky as I was in Meats/Poultry - but it's still no Bake Shop! In the past month, Poke has moved in, we bought a new couch, sold my old papasans, and have decided to move to Dublin/Worthington. This decision to move comes from the fact that a guy was shot in my complex last Thursday. Although it was a tenant who shot a robber, it's still a shooting, and it just goes along with everything else that's been going downhill like a California mudslide in April. (I made that up.) This club across the street was finally shut down after 4-5 weeks of shootings every Friday/Saturday night, there are people who walk around my complex looking in car windows and peeking in 1st floor apartment windows, and there is always foot traffic and random people parking and going behind the fence that separates the parking lot from the indoor tennis club and I'm sure what they are doing involves drugs and/or prostitution. All that on top of the fact that I was broken into on St. Patrick's Day! This is upsetting because I still basically live alone, and also I've lived in this area for four years now and never have I had so many problems. Sure, there was my crazy neighbor at The Chateau who was always waving a gun at his girl and one time shot it off, but that was one incident. There were no break-ins and peeping toms and so on. So, we're heading out. Far away from here. Yay! I hate moving but I love it at the same time.