I’d like to speak to the manager!!!
On a hot August night, a year ago, I had a table that received the bill for their dinner without their entrees on it.
They told the server, the check was remedied, and given back to the guest.
They called the server over and asked what their reward was going to be.
The following exchange was the subject of my fourth ever Facebook, turned blog post.
You can read about it here.
Tonight, a server comes up and says, table 35 wants to know if there was a different manager here in 2020, because he had been rude to them when they came in for dinner.
I ask if she is sure that it’s 2020 and she says yes, then goes on to summarize the subject of the blog. She says to me that the woman has been back a couple of times, but her husband refuses to step one foot in the place.
I laugh and ask her to let me know if they say anything else.
Fast forward to 9:15 or so and I’m talking to table 36 about their filet and watch the women sitting at the next table over and hear one of the say, that’s him. That’s the asshole, as they get up to leave.
I'd Like to Speak to the Manager!!! 