I’d like to speak with the manager!!!

At 6:35 a woman calls to make a reservation.  Two people at 7:00. 

We had the room.  We booked the reservation.

They arrive and are led to their seats.

They march back to the host stand, angry about the table we are giving them.

Seriously, people. 

You are lucky to have a reservation at all, when you try to make it after the shift has started.

I don’t know what you want me to do, but the table you have is the table you have. 

At least that’s what I wanted to say.

We found them a different table. 

And everyone lived happily ever after. 

Except table 25. 

We’ll talk more about him tomorrow.