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Not In My House
April 03, 2007

Sometimes when dining out - which, with our schedules happens about once every other full moon (kind of like my blogging of late) - I get to witness customer behavior that makes me giggle a little. Not because I like to encourage crappy behavior. But because I feel vindicated - like I want to stand up and shout, "See! I don't make it up!!!"


We had just been seated at our table when a couple was seated at the table across the way. I saw them have...'words'... the kind of words couples have in public that include clenched jaws and low talking. And then The Man got up and walked toward the restroom. The Woman looked around - I dodged behind my menu - and then proceeded to take a McDonald's bag out of her jacket. She hunched over as to try and cover it, but anyone close could see her proceed to slap back an entire Big Mac and fries. The Man came back mid-burger, and he looked around and leaned in close to have more 'words'.

When their waiter approached the table to take their order I heard the woman say, "I would just like a dinner salad, please. And you can bring it at the same time as his entree." And when their waiter walked away she giggled, while The Man shook his head.


She waived off dessert when asked, he had the creme brule'.


10 to 1 she had a Hot Apple McPie waiting in the car...

Posted by Foodwhore at April 3, 2007 11:36 PM

Wow. Why bother going out at all? The person I really sympathize with is her dinner date. How maddening it must be to have to deal with someone like that...

Posted by: Steve M at April 4, 2007 12:53 AM

The hell? I can't believe she had the audacity to giggle. That is not cute behavior, dearie.

Posted by: tara at April 4, 2007 05:48 AM

I swear there's not a jury anywhere in the civilised world that would convict him if he'd strangled her right then and there...

And I'm so pleased that for a change you were in the pound seats, and not a protagonist.

Posted by: Tony S. at April 4, 2007 05:50 AM

I have become addicted to your blog and I fully relate. I worked in a coffee shop for years...
I had some guy steal our tip jar once, but then came back the next day to buy coffee with the tip money he stole.

What dark zoo breeds these people?

Posted by: Garrett at April 4, 2007 08:16 AM

Of all the kinds of food to bring to (I'm assuming) a nicer restaurant! Ick!

Posted by: Traci at April 4, 2007 08:36 AM

You would think that she would have at least enough manners to eat the fast food crap BEFORE entering the restaurant! Good grief, now I've heard it all! There are no more words....I am too flabergasted.

Posted by: Carmen at April 4, 2007 08:40 AM

Sometimes I read these and think, "You can't be serious. You MUST be making some of this up." Then I think to myself about all the retail things I've seen...and you just can't make up the crap that people will do. BI-ZARRE!

Posted by: Karin at April 4, 2007 03:10 PM

He should be happy! She's a cheap date. Next time he should just take her to McDonalds!

Posted by: Rhonda at April 4, 2007 04:12 PM

I love your blog! I've worked in retail for a long time and my friends always accuse me of making up some of the war stories I tell. It's always nice to know that someone else sees it, too!

Posted by: Ashlee at April 4, 2007 06:40 PM

Waht the Hell!

Posted by: Bonnie at April 4, 2007 07:15 PM

Somehow, I'm not sureprised. I waited on an 18-top last week. 8 Adults, 10 children, ALL WITH HAPPY MEALS! Then the 8 adults proceeded to order our 4 cheapest steaks and 4 extra plates, all drinking h2o. their bill was $65.95 nd my tip was $4.05.

Posted by: Leslie at April 4, 2007 09:08 PM

wow. just...wow

Posted by: pez at April 4, 2007 10:43 PM
 
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