This blog is going to be about stories I have from working at a steakhouse. People have no idea what it is like to work at a restaurant unless they have actaully worked at one. I deal with rude people, funny people, stupid people, perverted people, and so on. I could write a book about all the things that happen there.
The first story I am going to tell is about an angry customer. The place that I work makes all of the servers line dance. When we dance, they turn the music up louder than it was. Well, one day they turned the music up to dance, and as I was walking by a table, an older man reached out and grabbed me by the arm and starting yelling at me. He told me to go and "turn that damn music down!" He grabbed my arm so hard it left marks. I was so mad. It took all I had not to punch him in the face. I told the managers about it and they went to talk to him about it. He then threw his coffee at my manager because he got so mad and told that mananger that he was a pompous ass. The manager then kicked him out. This is one of those times where it really sucks to have to hold your emotions in. I was fuming about it for hours.
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