Day 6- a stranger

Dear Rude Customer, YES YOU!

I don't know your name and I don't care... I just know i hate you. I hate how you don't give me a chance, you think that just because I am a waitress that it means I am less then you.  I hate how you think that YOU are my only table, because everyone should know that you are the center of the universe and how dare I not treat you as such. I am trying my hardest. I hate how you get mad at my team members because they, (like me) are trying to wait on you hand and foot, I'm not sure why you got so mad at them, they were only try to help me. Is it because you wish to torture me? You like to think that I (and I alone) am your servant, and that it is a travesty that someone else tries to help me.

Its not like I'm standing around doing nothing and neglecting you. I can barely breathe when I am at work. I can not keep track of anything.... I realize I'm a bad waitress but I am learning. Or at least trying to learn.

But regardless, If another table treats me with respect, and is nice and patient, because they realize that I am trying, and that I am running around trying to get everything done. I will in turn treat them with respect, and why yes, I will refill their drinks faster. Why yes, I will ask them with glee "How is everything tasting?"

Which reminds me. Its not my fault that your food isn't how you imagined it would be. Believe it or not. I am not the one making the food, I am not the one who controls how long it takes. But hey, if you want a cheeseburger in under two minutes, please feel free to go to McDonalds,  and eat that over and over.... oh wait. judging from your appearance you already do. 

I also hate how if I make one little mistake, you do not tip me. Thats not fair, you think I like to make you angry?? Do you think I go back in to the kitchen to laugh about how self conscious you are? At least leave me something.
Well here is something you didn't know. When you treat me this way, you are the one who has to deal with karma.... You're the one who gets scolded, laughed at, and gossiped about by my coworkers.... and hell you even got a blog about you.

So thank you for being SO understanding and cheap. Please don't come back.