bitch/moan.
You know what drives me absolutely apeshit? When someone comes up and says something way way to quiet to ever be interpreted by human ears -I ask them to repeat themselves- AND THEY REPEAT THEMSELVES AT EXACTLY THE SAME VOLUME.
A guy came in today and wouldn't speak up, no matter what. This wouldn't be too big a deal if he also hadn't decided to be a giant pain in the ass. Constantly comparing a sugar doughnut to buying hashish. And being a Republican. And going to hell.("Uh-huh. What? excuse me? WHAT? Do I think doughnuts have the power to damn someone? No, sir. I don't.")
So ordering itself takes 3 times as long as usual, paying takes double. Mister Wontspeakup decides to use the restroom while I make his hot chocolate.
He spends 20 minutes in there.
He comes back out and gets his stuff and sits down. 2 seconds later, he's back. His mouth is moving. No sound is coming out. But he's holding his drink.
"Can I help you with something?"
Mouth moves, mouth moves.
""I'm sorry, sir. Could you please speak up."
"Do you have a way to warm this up?"
"I'm sorry, we don't...but..."
and that barely audible voice retorts: "See, but I ordered a HOT chocolate."
aloud:"I'll be happy to make you another."
in my head: 'but that's the sort of shit that lands you in hell."
Posted by Sonya at December 28, 2005 06:43 PMHm, I'm guessing it WAS hot BEFORE he decided to spend 20 minutes in the rest room.
At the risk of suggesting something that might potentially offend a paying customer, mayhaps you should mention to him the NEXT TIME he comes mumbling in, that the management is not responsible for the entropic effect of the Second Law of Thermodynamics on his cup of hot cocoa.
In other words, if you don't drink it right away, it's gonna get cold, ASSHAT!
Oh, yeah. Merry Holidays. Or Happy Alleged Jesus Birthday. Or Whatever.
Posted by: COMTE at December 28, 2005 09:51 PMTry mumbling back to them...it usually gets the point across
Posted by: :: shawn :: at January 3, 2006 12:49 PM