Restaurant Horror stories

>Not cheering sarcastically when a waiter drops something

Christ you must be a massive beta faggot. Your family more than likely hates you. Pathetic

I am usually overcome with empathy for someone going through what must be a very embarrassing moment in public.

>at greasy spoon
>go into washroom stall that didn't realize how was occupied
>dude getting a blowie from done slag
>in same greasy spoon two days later
>same slag is waiting my table, she recognizes me
>gives me free slice of red velvet cake
not bad

Get over it fagboy the waiter aint gonna let you suck his dick for feeling sorry for him

t. never been to a summer camp
I feel sorry for you son. No wonder social situations scare you, you're underdeveloped.

Xanax munchies are some of the best munchies in the goddamn world. They even beat out weed munchies by a long shot.

Not weed and Xanax munchies. Oh, ho, ho, you're in for some good eating.

>Long story short, a bus by was on Xanax and was carrying the bus pan
i've worked a dishwashing shift on xanax and it was suddenly 3pm and there was a mountain of dishes
never again

ironic falseflagging is still shitposting and a bannable offence

>he acts like he's still in summer camp despite being a grown adult
how embarrassing

there's this thing called 'being nice to other people' you might want to give a try. you're likely to end up with less spit in your food if you don't treat service people like they're garbage

Speaking of which does anyone else love the sound of glass breaking?

I think you're misunderstanding the social context
Cheering and clapping over someone breaking a glass isn't like a 'fuck you retard way to go', it's like laughing at a bad situation, people are making light of the situation because we all -know- how embarrassing that must be. like I don't get how you don't understand that

>free slice of red velvet cake

Is this a euphemism for vagina?

what i don't understand is why you think drawing even more attention to someone who's already humiliated is helpful

k dipshit
if you did something really loud and stupid and 30+ people suddenly snapped around to stare at you would you rather they just awkwardly stare at you while you sheepishly clean up the mess or would you rather people laugh it off to try to make you feel better and move on

so you stare at them like a deer in headlights? the fuck is wrong with you?

have you ever even worked in a kitchen before? you realize that the staff thinks you're a fucking asshole, right?

You know who gets to laugh? Them. Not you. You're a fucking autistic retard and you embarrass everyone around you.

I'd probably start crying and run out if I was the waiter/busboy.

you're unbelievably socially inept holy shit

nah seems like it's you actually
everyone else might be an asshole who claps but you don't have to be, but choose to do so anyway
just ignore the poor waiter/busboy and leave them to clean up their mess, they feel shitty enough without your 'help'

>acting like dropping a dish is the end of the fucking world
>joking about embarrassing situation is devastating to poor busboy
k den

>forcing ad hominem when failing to understand basic human concepts
Are you a fucking child? Because we DID clap at the cafet when some one dropped something back when I was in elementary/middle school.
If you're a fully grown up human being still doing this, then you are the one who has trouble adapting to society and other around you.

hey man, you're the one who said everyone stops what they're doing and turns around to stare at the poor guy. it's pretty frightening, especially when you're worried about losing your job

no shit it's not the end of the world, but that doesn't mean you should have some fucking respect for other people. jesus christ, just be nice. it's not even hard

Dropping a plate isn't a big deal
Everyone gasps
Old guys claps
Everyone gives nervous smile or 'oops' look
Clean it up and go about shift
Donezo

Went to a super fancy restaurant once and spent a ton of money on truffle fries, super excited to try them and be a fancy fuck, they straight up tastes like cheetos

ITS PRETTY AWESOME HOW YOU GUYS DIGRESSED WORSE THAN /B/ DOES

THUMBS UP COOKINGFAGS

>order a reserved table for 12 people weeks in advance
>wine, champagne, 3 course meal prepared for everyone, the whole deal
>or so we thought
>we arrive
>hello how can i help you? your reserved desk is over here
>confusion
>we had ordered weeks in advance?
>huh I don't know anything about that
Seriously, everytime the owner is not in-house, everything goes to fucking shit. fuck that place.
The food is good, though, it's just organized like shit.

I guess Trump must have been the chef.

Amen to this. Took like 5mg phenazepam and some dabs, ended up eating a solid 300 quid of groceries in a day. Gud shet.

Worst horror story was owner losing a finger whilst prepping carrots, doing a shitton of morphine, and deciding to continue with service. Or maybe when a local criminal hid in our fridge when police came chasing him.

the tripfag is a fucking degenerate junkie, who could have foresee that one

Especially when I'm lonely.

As a manager in a restaurant, this shit makes my blood boil.

>So, you took this booking last week, right? The one for 12?
>Yep
>Did you tell them that it's best if we get a pre-order and can make sure that everything is in stock for them and get all their dishes out in a reasonable time?
>Yes, I told them.
>Good. So have they sent in the pre-order?
>Oh, no, I haven't sent them the menus.
>What? They're booked for tomorrow, why haven't you sent them?
>I forgot to take down their email
>So you didn't ring them?
>...
>You didn't take down their fucking number?

This is the shit I get from other managers, I can't comprehend how stupid some of these fucks can be sometimes.

Some people are just incompetent, I can't imagine how difficult it must be to fuck up such a large order, that was (no joke) ordered like 2 months in advance. We told them, day one, what exactly we wanted, we told the owner (we know him personally), he told his staff, like literally everyone, and apparently no one knew about it the day we got there. it was fucking bullshit.
I have no idea how these people don't forget to breathe.

Stay strong man, people are stupid. Of course, that's not only your staff who might be stupid, but the customers as well
(if you have any customer stories, share)
One last story
>be on island resort type thing
>go to italian restaurant
>8 people, not reserved or anything, but they looked pretty empty
>we get there
>staff takes 10 minutes to get to our table
>we order
>1 hour later we complain about where our food is (literally just pizzas and drinks)
>get told "it's almost done"
>wait half an hour
>nothing
>wait another half hour
>food doesn't arrive
>other guests leave before us even though they came after us
>we wait ANOTHER half hour
>at this point we would have left, if not for us being hungry as fuck (should have left t b h)
>we get our food

like, holy shit, how bad of a cook can you be, in that time i would have rolled out like 20 pizzas, no joke they had 2 big ovens enough for like 8 pizzas....

Sounds like a cover restaurant.

Went back passed like an hour and a half later after finding somewhere to eat and the place was close (8.30pm) which is odd in a city a weekend

Maybe, they weren't a small family restaurant though it is a somewhat well known chain

>manage a fast food restaurant
>slower hours
>customer comes to counter to order some food
>as we attempt to begin making the food, co-worker, me, and the customer all look at the same spot on the cutting board at once
>some big disgusting bug that is known to come from the distributors inside the lettuce had made its away onto the table and had been hiding under the cutting boards all day
>have seen these things before but never one this fuCKIN HUGE
>impulsively gasp out a "WHAt THE FUCK IS THAT"
>they're both staring silent while i sweep the thing into a trash bag
>customer walks off disgusted
>all i can think to say to him is "sorry"
>no fucking idea how this scary thing made its way past so many points of inspection and/or destruction and onto a makeline
>had break down all the table parts and swap out the lettuce with new bins
>pic is me all fucking night thinking about why i even fucking work as a manager at this store defending this cheapass company's product anymore

>work in popular pizza/sandwich faux-dive bar and grill downtown in my city
>make everything from scratch and charge for it
>"arty/rich" customers
>all prep work is done downstairs in unfinished basement
>basement is infested with cockroaches
>holes in cement brick walls with huge swarms of roaches doing a crazy whirlpool scatter in and out when you turn on the lights
>be upstairs one day rolling out pizza dough in open kitchen/bar with stupid fucking wine bottle(because owner thinks it makes us look "more authentic")
>get dough just perfect and flip it over to prepare to start tossing it
>entire bottom of dough is covered in squashed roach body parts that have been rolled out to all corners
>quickly toss dough in trash before anyone sees
>toss more flour onto dough table to cover any leftover bug guts and grab another wad of dough

>>all prep work is done downstairs in unfinished basement
>>basement is infested with cockroaches
do you not have food inspectors in your area?

Yes.
The owners were friends with them.

Lie

???

Are you implying that city officials can't be corrupt?
What planet do you live on?

Mine's similar
>make reservations a week ahead
>show up at specified date and time
>restaurant closed

God fearing nonuser of opiates. Have a good day son.
This shit would be a one off in most of the places I've worked. I dunno how you would deal with this sort of bollox.
Goddamn this. Inspectors are the most corrupt bunch of cunts.

If you guys didn't get that shit comped you're a gaggle of bitches.

>work at a pizzeria
>Late night
>Just come back from a delivery
>Go outside since there's nothing to do and smoke a roach clip on the side of the building
>Co worker pulls up from a delivery
>Immediately after getting out of the car 2 dudes appear out of no where and try to rob my co-worker
>My co-worker ends up shooting both of them and killing 1
>The guy he killed was a regular.

I quit the next day.

>waiting 2.5 hours instead of leaving and going somewhere else

I would have been gone once 30 minutes passed.

Something similar happened when I was in Germany. Unless they had a large coming in later it's either that or they just hate tourists.

you waited 2 1/2 hours for food. what the fuck is wrong with you

Guess not!

>18
>Working at a wing stop in the hood
>one day a homeless guy walks in and bought a lemonade
>He's a really cool dude and starts coming in on a regular basis
>One day he comes in and is visibly wasted
>Manager kicks him out
>He spazzes but the huge black cook comes out and he walks out very quickly
>A few minutes later a customer comes in and says theres a dude taking a shit outside
>Look outside
>Homeless dude is taking a shit outside on the sidewalk 2 feet away from the store at an angle that anyone inside the restaurant couldn't see.

????
What the shit, do people normally do that?
If you're not making shit up your family sounds fucked.

Jesus fuck. They sound super incompetent. I mean, that's rich coming from me, but still.

Normally? Of course not. Except maybe in an elementary school cafeteria. That's why he's embarrassed by it.

I wouldn't have waited as long as you, like, after an hour, I'd be pestering the waitstaff every 10 minutes until I got something, but I am also a petulant child, so.

Oh, okay, good. I, obviously, don't go out much.

Well, that was nice of her.

If someone did that to me at work, I definitely would have interpreted it as "nice job fuckwad".

I would rather people look, then just go back to what they're doing instead of making my fuckup a big deal.

>New hired to work at my local Chipotle
>Never liked the food but was a starving college student and they offered free meals to employees
>First day working, I ask the manager on duty what food handler's license I need get/when I need to show the proof by
>"Oh, you don't need to be certified to work here"
>I have worked a few restaurant/food services jobs, license was always mandatory
>I ask my co-workers, none were certified
If I desperately needed the food, I would prepare everything myself because I couldn't trust any of my co-workers
I seriously needed the money

>About a week passes
>I'm learning how to cook the chicken and steak
>I notice that the chicken and steak are not always a consistent size/thickness but get cooked for the same amount of time
>Point this out to manager
>"That's just how we do things here"
Safe to say, I never ate the chicken or steak. Steak was probably a little safer but I could not risk the undercooked chicken
If you eat at Chipotle, eat the sofritas, barbacoa (bbq beef) or the carnitas (bbq pork)
Those were pre-cooked and frozen so they're definitely safer to eat

I was fired about a month later for "causing trouble with management"
Not too long after, the whole salmonella fiasco was all over the news
Don't eat at Chipotle

This. Literally the adult thing to do is to go back to eating, ignore the situation and let the poor guy clean up the mess so he can get back to his job. How are there actual neanderthals who can't comprehend this?

>decide to stop into casual dining restaurant in small suburb
>sloppy dude with patchy beard stubble stumbles out of the back room, shocked to see another human being
>aggressively tries to take my order and act friendly
>tells me he has fresh seafood stew he made last night
>menu is an absolute mess, horribly designed with bad pictures and like ten different cuisines all clashing
>Pepsi guy shows up with his soda syrup order
>the owner guy doesn't have enough cash on hand to pay him
>leave quickly while the owner goes into the back to get his checkbook
>restaurant closes a few months later so another doomed restaurant can open there

Fuck that was depressing. The dude looked drunk and it was like 2 PM

I'm from rural canada, so I've never been there, but they did sound good if I ever went south for a vacation. I'll keep that in mind.

I don't know if the chorizo (sausage) is pre-cooked (I worked there before it was a thing) so I wouldn't suggest it
Make sure the people on the line are wearing gloves

underage b&

Oh, I sure hope so! I used to work for a place that gave out free food, and we never wore gloves (since we had an environmental mandate, I guess?) They were really strict about hand washing, but still.

My co-workers and I were super overworked so I can't entirely blame them
We were timed to make food and such so sometimes people would forget to switch out their gloves after some time, or in worse cases, forget to grab a pair in the first place
I washed my hands as often as I physically could
[spoiler]I never left the bathroom without washing my hands but there were still e coli outbreaks in my area. I live in Texas[/spoiler]

>no fun allowed
if someone drops a glass right next to you it's ok to react in a joking way instead of going full WASP and acting like a robot

Okay man, you go ahead and keep being an autistic retard then.

Dude, that sucks. I almost ended up working for mcdicks once, it was the only place that was hiring out my way. Dodged a bullet there, I guess.

Whoops I fucked up spoilering

I've never worked at McDonalds but I don't think I've ever seen a happy employee there
I hope it isn't as bad as I think it is but.. I have my doubts

At the cafe I worked at we had printed sheets for reservations that were like a flowchart of how to take a booking. The owner made them up after the second time your story happened.

t. Dunning and Kruger

>big, disgusting bug

Gonna have to be more specific than that. Cockroach? Caterpillar? Spider? Stinkbug?

>be at Burger King
>order food with gf
>get soda and turn around to drink machine
>food is already at the counter
>"Sorry about the long wait!"
>it literally hasn't been 10 seconds since we order
>feel like I fell the fuck out of time trying to fill my cup

Were you stoned or something?

Bravo, OP. You've somehow succeeded in putting me off dinner AND sleep.

Not him, but I assume its a caterpillar since he mentiones it came from the lettuce.

No. Even gf thought it was weird as fuck.

My golden rule for waiting is 30 minutes.

I make my order and I will wait 30 minutes to the second without a sound. After that I ask. Every ten minutes.

Once I get to 1 hour I get up to leave and the restaurant better serve me soon or give me a damn good excuse to why its so damn late.

I am usually overcome with joy for someone going through what must be a very embarrassing moment in public.

>she remembered you while blowing some chad
The fuck I don't believe this shit. You must be some kind of megachad. Or so ugly and omega that she felt sorry that you were eating at the place by yourself.

>deli dishwasher
>do other positions in the back but mostly dishwashing
>it's day zero with our new fry cook leo
>trained/shadowed by the other fry cooks for a few days
>"by the way, in case you forget anything, user over there can help you"
>leo interprets this as he doesn't have to get gud as long as i'm here

Week 1
>complains the kitchen is hot
>turns off the sink's pump/temp regulator whenever i step away because he doesn't like the noise it makes
>forgets how to skewer whole chickens
>forgets how to operate the fryer
>i notice we're taking a lot longer to close the kitchen
>randomly disappears for up to an hour each shift
>eventually caught by a boss
>"but they said user can cover me whenever"

Week 2
>bosses tell leo i'm too busy for him to fuck off to who knows where, plus it doesn't count as part of his break
>as a result, he comes up with a few ingenious hacks so he can maintain his 'personal time'
>good news: leo has mastered the fryer's controls
>bad news: leo now knows how to override the presets
>start getting complaints about fried chicken that looks done but is raw on the inside
>no longer uses cleaners (just water) to break down his station if he thinks no one is looking
>starts trying to break down his station right before the dinner rush hits us
>me: leo, you know the front is gonna need more product really soon, right?
>"yeah, but i can deal with it, plus i'm trying to help us close quicker"
>front runs out of product
>more raw fried chicken complaints
>there's a dirty fryer filter in a sink full of fresh soapy water i just drew up
>the pump/temp regulator is off
>we don't close quicker

Week 3
>leo is scheduled to work with me but never shows up
>turns out he was deported for using fake documents
>we close a couple hours sooner than before

You need a license to work at a fast food joint? What does that entail?

Why did you quit you little bitch? l2carry
With all of the blacks and other nonwhites around there are a lot of dangerous service jobs now like that taxi guy who almost got strangled to death by a random nog. If you don't live in a predominately white town you're not safe anywhere.

Just had a health inspector come in to our kitchen before we served lunch ( work for a school district) the guy bonded over the kitchen leads old ass country music and the fact that they both lost their fathers recently. Dude basically just looked around a bit, didn't stick around to make sure we are cooking / servings things properly and gave us 100%

It's a food handlers license. Most places let you do it online. It costs money but a good restaurant will pay

Similar story

>be in BK drive through
>gf and i order
>pull up to window
>oh sorry we messed up your order, so you dont have to pay
>mfw their "mess up" was giving us the large sized meals instead of the medium.

I carry, it's just not worth the risk for $20 an hour.
I do not live in a predominantly white area trust me. But there's being a little bitch, and making the same amount of money in a delivery job in a safer part of town.

Basic sense shit. Cook chicken to 165, dont cut your veggies on the board you just used to cut your raw meat, ect.

I have in same vein but different restaurant
>Stop by Chick-Fil-A on my way home from work
>Place my order
>drive to window to pay
>"That'll be $19 dollars"
>I'm confused
>Ask if that's my order
>She reads my order, but doubled
>Tell her I just wanted a single order
>Corrects it and I pay
>Hands me the bag with all this food in it
>"You can have it all. We can't take it out the bag."
>tfw had breakfast for the next day

Hol' up. You make 20 bucks an hour driving around town listening to music? What the fuck am I getting a degree for?

Basic shit but something isn't right if a place serving food doesn't require the employees to get any training

It's called a guy with MONEY renting out the entire place. Hard for you to comprehend, I'm sure.