Bad Restaurant Romance

Restaurant romances can be a slippery slope. They can even be slipperier than the walk-in after I spill a gallon tub of Ranch dressing and then “clean” it with a greasy broom and a roll of paper towels. Working in a restaurant brings you close to all kinds of people and when you mix it with the inevitable after-work drinking, the flirtations can sometimes grow into true love, or at least a blow job in the bathroom after closing time.

I myself have never gotten involved with someone at work. Partly because I find office romances to be completely unprofessional but mostly because no one has ever been interested. But I have seen it happen. It always starts out great. The attraction is there between two co-workers and it’s easy to date because they both have the same shitty ass schedule. A few dates turns into a relationship and then after two months they start to fight and it becomes incredibly awkward when they share a shift.

Her: Are you gonna cut the lemons? It’s your sidework, you know.
Him: Yeah, as soon as I run the trays through the dishwasher.
Her: Well, I need lemons right now. Can you do them first?
Him: Why is it always about what you want?
Her: Are you crazy? Everything we do is about you. What about what I want? What about what’s best for me?
Him: How about you cut you own fucking lemons?
Her:  How about you cut your own fucking balls off?
Him: Fuck you. You’re crazy.
Her: Yeah I must be crazy if I ever thought being with you was good fucking idea. You make me fucking sick.
Manager: Let’s be team players, gang. We open in five minutes.
Him and Her: FUCK YOU!

Yeah, been there and seen that. Everyone has a story like that. I know someone who was once with a super hot manager in the handicap stall of the women’s bathroom. The host walked in to pee and the manager had to lift his feet from the floor so she wouldn’t notice that there were two pair of legs in one stall.

Every restaurant has at least one super slut. Imagine, if you will, a manager by the totally made up name of Janice Koehelr. (The name might be very very similar to the name of an actual person; Janet Cole, Jarice Khueler, Jeanette Kumbucket…) She was a horrible manager who worked at a place like The Olive Garden or Outback Steakhouse or Bennigan’s. You know the kind of place I’m talking about. She would sleep with employees and go out drinking with them and then give preferential treatment to those who were nibbling on her awesome blossom. You had to play the game or suffer the consequences. I heard she once had sex on a table with a line cook after the restaurant closed and that she used a bottle of ketchup in a very familiar way. Like those ketchup bottles aren’t gross enough. She went through men faster than an old lady goes through chamomile tea bags. (I also heard she was an expert at tea bagging but quit doing it when her weave got dirty from being too close to the walk-in floor.) Yeah, that Janice/Jarice/Jeanette was a real piece of work. She eventually got fired and now works at a strip club. Not sure if she’s a manager, server, pole dancer or cleaning woman. Whichever job she has, I’m sure it still has the prefix of “blow.” 

My point is, restaurant romances never work out. Sure, they can be fun at the beginning when you both run to dry storage to get some more sugar packets and while you’re in there you taste a little bit of her sugar walls, but it’s not worth it. Eventually, things will go more sour than the milk that is sitting next to the coffee machine. Don’t do it, friends. And if you must, just remember Janice. One day she had the world at her feet at Outback and the next day she was on her knees at a strip club, cleaning carpets and then munching them.

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12 thoughts on “Bad Restaurant Romance

  1. Kat

    Oh god, the comment about the line cook, the table, and the ketchup bottle..I just threw up in my mouth a little. When I was in HS, I worked at Subway. Two of my coworkers would close together, and they would always go to the back booth where the camera couldn't see for their little after-work fun. I always assumed they wiped it down after, now I'm not so sure..*retch* oh, god!

  2. Jennifer

    This is so funny because a lot of what you are saying is SOOOO true!! I had a manager (actually two) who slept around with line cooks, got blow jobs in the office, etc) and we always had the token slut server that fucked everybody. I LOVE your make-believe conversation between the two lovers fighting, and the manager. LOL That is so funny.That being said, I started a relationship with a coworker 5 1/2 years ago and we are actually still together and about to get married.So, as much as I agree with what you're saying (99% of the time, it just doesn't work out), SOMETIMES you can find the one for you at work 🙂

  3. Anonymous

    OMG. I had a manager named Janice that was in love with the GM who was visiting for a make over. She was always asking him out to drinks and whatever , being obvious about the "whatever " part. He started hanging out with me because I was "safe" and married. One night she scheduled me to work when he wasn't in and made my night a living hell. We got a bus in and she threw a stack of menus at my face purposely , pretending she "slipped". I calmly picked them all up, walked over to her and hit her in the face with them. I untied my apron, walked out and never looked back. The GM contacted me about a job with his famous grandfather who had a cooking show… I should've took that job.

  4. Mary A.

    I dated a restaurant co-worker, Don't remember anything really racy or anything. When I worked in a law firm I was in love with a clerk & we would do it in the archives all the time. Don't know whatever happened to him. Maybe he lost all his money in vegas and had to give blow jobs to support himself. That would be too bad. I don't know what tea bagging is and I am scared to google it because i am at work.

  5. Sarah

    LMFAO I absolutely love your posts. Every single one has me cracking up. Please don't ever stop writing; you truly have talent!! 🙂

  6. Freddy

    Been there done that. Or should I say, still being there and doing that? =P Eh… it just comes with the territory – kind of unavoidable. If you don't play the game to some degree, you will most definitely be screwed (figuratively) at work at some level.

  7. Josh A.

    I dated two girls with whom I worked. I was bartender and the girls were my servers. Both times they acted like they didn't need to do their job because they were dating me. I explained to them that when I'm at work I'm there to make money and to do that I (and they) need to do their jobs. They didn't and so we broke up.

  8. Tiff

    I can only half heartedly agree with this one, Bitchy… I, too, was guilty of one of these, at Olive Garden, no less. (I should have known better.) It started just like you said, and ended also, just like you said… With him screaming “BITCH!!!!!!” and (trying to) slam the swinging kitchen door. Thank God I transferred to a different store, but I was guilty again. Luckily this one is ending in marriage, not a screaming match and giving up your shift just to get the fuck away from the person.

  9. Anonymous

    I’ve technically dated a coworker, but it was only because I was already going out with my boyfriend (and had been for a year) when he started working at the same place as me. No one there even knew we were going out for a couple of weeks because we made work a priority when we were there. And we’d help each other with our side work so we would get it done faster.


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