I’d like to speak to the manager!!!

A whole page of things ti write about.

But it’s 3:17.

I got home 20 minutes ago.

It was a long fucking day.

My favorite thing tonight was:

A three top comes in.

A man, a woman and their three year old.

They ask if we have a kids menu.

They are told no.

They see that we have pasta on the menu and ask if they can get that with with just butter.

They are told no.

And the woman becomes outraged.

Outraged I tell you.

She gives the server a continuous earful all during dinner.

At one point I walk by and I hear her say we’ll get you something to eat when we get home.

She tells the server she’s going to leave a very not nice review.

I make sure to be at the door when they leave.

How was your dinner tonight?

Fine!

And she goes out the door.

Then she reopens the door and tells me we are not welcoming to children. And that we should have a kids menu. And there is no way we’ll last with nothing for kids it.

I tell her I’m confused as we are not out of any items on our menu tonight and there is a whole menu of items they could have fed their daughter.

She’s having none of that and says we’ll be out of business soon if we don’t cater to families.

And she leaves.

And I tell chef he should be concerned about his 5 year old restaurant going out of business since we don’t have a kids menu.