We went out to dinner tonight. Not becuase I wasn't in the mood to cook or we had any insatiable cravings, but because I was too lazy to wash the dishes.
Come to think of it, un-washed dishes are the main reason we eat out. Well except for McDonald's. I need no excuse for a Big Mac.
It took them almost fifteen minutes to seat us, and then another ten for our drinks to arrive. We were not offered water, and she forgot to bring it no matter how many times we requested it. I had my coffee, so I was willing to let that go.
The Husband's and my food was brought out first. It took ten minutes for the boys food to come. Half of my dinner went to them as they were starving. Thats ok. My Chicken fingers were burned, My Fries were raw and the dressing I ordered on the side
was covering not just the salad, but the fires and chicken as well.
Rainbow Man spilled his drink and when the server noticed me frantically trying to mop it up with the two
napkins she had given our table, she brought me a smelly, dirty rag. Just brought it and handed it to me. It was disgusting. I had to clean up the mess as best I could.
I placed the wet napkins and disgusting cloth on a plate at the edge of the table and went to the washroom to wash my hands and get some paper towel to finish mopping the table.
The plate with the cloth stayed at the table the entire meal. It smelled. Had I mentioned that?
And this was all in the first forty minutes.
It became obvious she wanted us to leave, even though Blue Boy was only one bite into his burger - which she refused to wrap up - when she balanced the bill for the dinner on top of my full cup of coffee.
We got to the counter, still hungry and very
upset. This is a small town restaurant, but it's part of a large franchise. Thomas the Cook
. I don't know if my American readers will have ever heard of it, But in SK, it's well known. We have gone to this same restaurant many, many times, and had nothing but a good time.
I have been with my husband for 11 years and in all that time, no matter the service
, he is polite and kind, and he always leaves a tip, even when I am ready to punch the server for being a dickfucker, he will leave a tip. Today was very different.
At the till, the chick asked how everything was and without hesitation, The Husband said Horrible
. He then proceeded to spend five minutes telling her, in explicit detail, why."Well, what do you want me to do about it??!"
she asked, after giving us a total for over forty dollars. For food we were unable to eat.
We won't be returning.
But on the plus side, Granny
It will take some
time for me to think on who to pass this along too. Be
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