This was my favorite when I would help out hostessing. I would say “Oh great, then you won’t mind waiting while I seat the people that don’t know him first. ” It shut them up every time.
Can’t tell you how many times I have encountered this one. One place I worked at for a long time, the owner was “fake-ass” sociable all the time with guests and would buy them a drink and sit down for some conversation (probably due to his verbal diarrhea from cocaine abuse at work). After said encounter, the entitled ones would forever after consider themselves “his friends” and would attempt to play that card whenever they could. He never remembered anyone but pretended to remember everyone but would usually not feed into their entitlement (small miracles).
I want two things: a shift drink and your email address!
Someday, if I ever get my act together, I might send out a weekly newsletter about the wonderful goings on of the restaurant industry. Or maybe I won't.
Jan
This was my favorite when I would help out hostessing. I would say “Oh great, then you won’t mind waiting while I seat the people that don’t know him first. ” It shut them up every time.
Nance
Customer: Oh! We know the owner!
Me: Me too! Isn’t he great?! Now what would you like to drink?
Monica R.
Can’t tell you how many times I have encountered this one. One place I worked at for a long time, the owner was “fake-ass” sociable all the time with guests and would buy them a drink and sit down for some conversation (probably due to his verbal diarrhea from cocaine abuse at work). After said encounter, the entitled ones would forever after consider themselves “his friends” and would attempt to play that card whenever they could. He never remembered anyone but pretended to remember everyone but would usually not feed into their entitlement (small miracles).