tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706867684354336699.post869540224840547383..comments2024-03-29T01:08:08.115-04:00Comments on the bitchy waiter: Pass the SyrupThe Bitchy Waiterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04416218015992830876noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706867684354336699.post-87466483631416613342010-02-11T22:33:32.510-05:002010-02-11T22:33:32.510-05:00That's some hi-falutin' syrup you got ther...That's some hi-falutin' syrup you got there... in bottles and everything!Doyouworkherehttp://www.storerants.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706867684354336699.post-33717402931282641782010-02-10T00:08:34.294-05:002010-02-10T00:08:34.294-05:00Seriously--you are way too intelligent to be waiti...Seriously--you are way too intelligent to be waiting tables. You're a very talented writer. But I can definitely relate, as I worked in a restaurant for 6 years. One day, I predict you're going to blow and tell someone to eff off. Wish I could be there to watch it happen. After it does, go get yourself a job writing!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706867684354336699.post-58335364187246948262010-02-08T14:06:46.952-05:002010-02-08T14:06:46.952-05:00The funnniest thing I was ever asked for..a tender...The funnniest thing I was ever asked for..a tenderloin, rare. The cook yelled at me and we got into it. She was scary, but, I stood my ground. The customer is always, cough, right. I took it out and he was upset. He ordered again. I was stumped. The cook was stumped..still yelling at me. I told her to go out and get the fuckers order. He said "Turlion, raore." Turned out he had a severe speech impediment. I ended up buying him and the cook beer.Dirty Disherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04661103995508742334noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706867684354336699.post-77342248176322441962010-02-08T14:00:55.162-05:002010-02-08T14:00:55.162-05:00Bonnie..ramekin of fryer grease? OMFG. That takes ...Bonnie..ramekin of fryer grease? OMFG. That takes the cake.Dirty Disherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04661103995508742334noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706867684354336699.post-38696614527739465632010-02-08T12:34:21.468-05:002010-02-08T12:34:21.468-05:00You know, the "real" syrup discussion is...You know, the "real" syrup discussion is something I have actualyl gotten into an argument with my husband about before. MROE THAN ONCE. I tell him that maple syrup is better, because, of curse, that is what I grew up with.<br /><br />He grew up with pancake syrup and considers that real syrup. I think it tastes like shit and will have none of it.lapetiteféehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05207961619401989445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706867684354336699.post-82998216753173941602010-02-07T20:32:00.855-05:002010-02-07T20:32:00.855-05:00When he said 'real syrup' i guess he meant...When he said 'real syrup' i guess he meant high fructose corn syrup.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706867684354336699.post-69638336202696457432010-02-07T14:08:25.189-05:002010-02-07T14:08:25.189-05:00That reminds me of when I was working at a restaur...That reminds me of when I was working at a restaurant that served one of those onion bloom things... This woman said--"oh, I just love this, can you get me another side of the sauce that comes with this?" I went to the kitchen, brought her back a side of the dipping sauce, and she said, "No, honey. This sauce here at the bottom of the bowl! It's so yummy!" Um, er, the fryer grease? Went back to the kitchen and brought her a tasty ramekin of fryer grease. Another happy customer....Bonniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09453693112260037199noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-706867684354336699.post-53914437442356386172010-02-07T12:56:09.462-05:002010-02-07T12:56:09.462-05:00Wow. That's one of those "you can't m...Wow. That's one of those "you can't make this up" stories.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com