Servers in Venice Work in Major Flood (video)

We all have our reasons for not wanting to go to work at our restaurants each day. Maybe you need a personal day because you’ve had three clopens in a row or maybe your uniforms are all dirty or maybe you just need a full day without someone asking you if their burger is ready. Whatever the reason, it’s justified. However, just be happy you don’t work in Venice, Italy.

The city is three-quarters under water because of severe weather and rising tides, but don’t worry. Climate change isn’t a real thing. Anyway, the flooding could possibly get as bad as it was all the way back in 1966 which is way before most you who are reading this were even born. Hell, it was before I was born and I’m as old as the bottle of ketchup I refilled last week for the 1000th time. The city of Venice is used to it though and life goes on. And by “life goes on” I mean that the restaurants stay open. Those servers slip on some galoshes and carry pizzas to hungry tourists giving no mind to the ankle deep water.

So the next time you don’t want to go to work, just think of the servers in Italy and what they have to deal with it. I suppose the one good thing about the restaurant being flooded is that the sidewalk is easier: no mopping.

Pro Tips From an Ex Red Lobster Server on How to Survive Endless Shrimp

Thank you to Jake Columbo, former Red Lobster sever for this most important of blog posts.

Take as many orders for shrimp refills as they will let you when you take their initial order. Overload them with shrimp. Fill their table with shrimp. Bury them alive at their table in popcorn shrimp so that they must eat their way to freedom. Dump buckets of the buttery shrimp scampi over their heads so they can’t stand up on the slippery scampi buttered floor, but must crawl to the door, sliding their fat little shrimp filled bodies across the tile floor to the exit so they can finally leave this shrimpy nightmare that red lobster had lured them into. Make it so that just the thought of the meaty little sea buggers makes them panic. Make them never be able to see a shrimp again without screaming and having flashbacks of their red lobster endless shrimp nightmare.

That, my friends, is how you deal with Red Lobster Endless Shrimp.

Woman Has the STUPIDEST Reason for Leaving a Bad Review

There are so many clueless customers wandering about in our world and ending up in our restaurants. Each day, we come across one who is more pea brained than the one before and I feel it is my duty to educate these people so their brains can grow beyond the size of a pea and maybe aspire to be as big as a green grape or maybe even a walnut. Today’s uneducated customer is Gaby who does not recommend a restaurant called Spitz and the reason she does not recommend them has got to be the stupidest, most ridiculous reason I have ever come across.

Short version: Gaby wanted a place to eat her leftover tacos and do some work on her laptop while enjoying the sunshine. Because of road construction, I guess her usual park bench, milk crate, or flattened out cardboard box that she usually sits on was unavailable so she went to Spitz to sit on their patio.

Says Gaby: “I realize we didn’t purchase our food from them but I did not expect them to come outside and tell us to leave.”

Really, Gaby? You thought it would be alright for you to take up a table at a restaurant that you didn’t order food from? A “tiny little outdoor table” is just as important as an “indoor booth.” Did you think they would welcome you with open arms and thank you for using up space reserved for paying customers? Wake up and smell the idiocy, Gaby.

“If I owned a restaurant and a someone wanted to sit at my outdoor table and work on their laptop I would never go and tell them to leave,” she says.

Here is my suggestion to you, Gaby. Please do go and open a restaurant and let us know where it is. That way, we can all show up to it with our homemade sandwiches or something that came from Spitz and sit in your establishment. We will also bring our laptops and work there all day long using your wifi. You will have free wifi, right, because you totally should. You absolutely must. And then, when you have a customer who wants to actually pay money to sit in your restaurant but all of the tables are full with those of us eating leftover tacos, you can just tell them, “sorry, we’re fully booked.” And then at the end of the day when you are counting your receipts, you will realize why you can’t let non-paying customers use your restaurant as a place to hang out. That’s what fucking parks are for. Come on, Gaby.

Maybe Gaby just doesn’t see what she did as wrong, but I am hopeful that my gentle and nurturing lesson in restaurant etiquette will clear things up for her. I am also hopeful that she will see the error in her taco eating ways and eventually delete this review. Surely if enough of us share this post, it will make its way back to her and she’ll be all, “Oh my god, thank you, Bitchy Waiter. Thank you for teaching me that I am not the most important person in the world and that a business owner has every right to ask someone to leave if they aren’t a paying customer. I know now and the next time I want to eat leftover tacos in the sunshine while working on my laptop, I will walk past all the construction until I find an appropriate place to do so. God bless, you Bitchy Waiter. You’re the greatest.”

You’re welcome, Gaby.

An Open Letter to a Cheap Woman Named Heather

Dear Heather,

I have to hand it to you, because this is a new reason for someone to leave a bad tip: over efficiency. Really? So let me get this straight: not only was your server efficient, she was too efficient? Like, when you wanted another fucking lemon slice for your water, she was there with it before you even had to ask for it and that upset you? And when you asked for a pumpkin spiced macchiato with half decaf and half regular with mostly skim milk but just a drop or two of cream, your server made it exactly to your specifications and that was wrong? What the hell is your problem? That’s not rude, that’s a job well done.

Look, Heather, a good server who is doing a good job is going to be efficient and for you to leave a 5% tip for someone who is doing their job pretty much exactly the way they’re supposed to says a lot more about you than it does about the server. It says you’re cheap. I bet if the server didn’t do a good job, you would have left a note on the top of the credit card receipt that said “service was inefficient” and you would have left the same exact five percent fucking tip.

The next time your server is “over efficient” and you don’t like it, why not just tell them what you don’t like about their service? Oh, wait, I know why. It’s because then you wouldn’t have an excuse to leave a shitty tip. Well, I’m sure you would, but you’d have to find another reason to justify it. Something like the music being too loud, or the sun was shining too brightly or you wanted your burger cooked somewhere between medium well and well done, but not so done that it was dry but no pink at all and then it came out and it wasn’t how you had imagined it.

If you don’t like “rude” servers who are trying to fill your water and clear your plates, maybe you should eat someplace else, like, maybe your own home. There, you can eat your meal just the way you fucking want it, without a bothersome server who is just trying to do their fucking job.

You suck, Heather. And if you want to know what the true definition of rude is, it’s leaving a cowardice note on the top of a credit card receipt that tries to justify a $2 tip on a $44 bill.

Mustard and mayo,

The Bitchy Waiter

p.s. Heather, if you would have left 20% then maybe the server could have gotten her nails done.