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[littleshebear]

According to Firefly, there's a special layer of hell reserved for child molesters and people who talk in the theater. I would humbly like to suggest the following additions:

* People who come in to a restaurant for a full meal at ten p.m.
* People who complain that their cappuccino has too much foam.
* Adults who behave like bitchy tweens towards

Comments

[luinar]

1st one, I feel guilty, because I've done that.... but then again it was a late opening restaurant that caters for the after theatre crowd... wait, why am I even saying this.

2nd one, LOL, missing the point 101. Flatten the foam by spitting in it.

3rd one, I never understand why people pay good money to go to a restaurant to insult each other and fight when they could've done that far cheaper at home and where we don't have to watch uncomfortably from our chairs. Maybe they're so miserable they want to share those horrible feelings with all of us. How generous of them. The shits.

[littleshebear]

1. If it's a late opener, fair enough but when it's obvious that everyone else is finishing up/leaving, it's a little demoralising.

2. I know, right? Colleague came over and said, "I offered him some more steamed milk. Me: "So he wants a latte then?"

3. Oh no, this wasn't customers, this was co-workers. I had A bitching at me in one ear about K, and K bitching at me in the other about A. The atmosphere today was just toxic, thank god I finished at 5. In fact, I should probably add another here..

4. Clueless managers who wouldn't know diplomacy if it bit them on the bum, winding the above people up even more.

[littleshebear]

Yeah, that last one is a pain in the behind. I don't think they realise that the tills are computerised and their cheque is registered to that table so if they move, we have to do a table-transfer, which is a right rigmarole.