I’d like to speak to the manager!!!

While I was in NYC, I had our new host call all of our large party reservations for the weekend to confirm them.

She calls a girl we’ll call Mable.  She is a regular of sorts.

When she answers the host says she’s calling to confirm her party and Mable says:

Uh.  I don’t have a reservation for Saturday.   I never made that.   Surely it’s someone else’s reservation.

And here’s the thing.

I was the one who made the reservation.

She was in two weeks ago.

She stopped on her way out to make the reservation.  We had a conversation about the table she wanted, the server she wanted and I double checked in when she left.

In fact, I scolded a server about it, because the server said she’d be happy to wait on her, when it wasn’t possible to make that happen.

But when she was called, she denied ever making the reservation.

So.

Either I’m losing my mind.

Or.

She is gas lighting me.

Or.

She was really drunk when she was in last.  

I’m going to go with gas lighting.