Okey dokey then! Garage Door repaired! Van repaired and returned! Doug's working lots of overtime this week! ZJ is off school today for SKI Day. She didn't want to ski, so we are playing today. I love it when that happens!
I had the best time with my lunch bunch pals yesterday. It was a true delight. I had to laugh at how many times age came up. It's NOT funny, but it's funny. Our lunches fifteen years ago were definitely filled with very different conversations. It's so interesting how things change. Age comes up a lot more in your 50s!
Lunch was great, company was great but we had the worst server ever! She came to the table and just interrupted, talked over whoever was speaking, rushed us, was actually bossy. Being the restaurant freak that I am, I watch servers closely. I observed her at other tables, she was loud and just acted put out to be there, like her guests were a nuisance to her. We all noticed it. I came home and told Doug. We decided I should call the manager and let him know that other tables, as well as ours, were really taken back by her. Oh my word. I had the funniest call ever!
I explained to the manager, who spoke with a heavy foreign accent, that we'd been going there for almost twenty years and loved it, but that we were very disappointed in our lunch server. I didn't have to explain or say another word. He cut me off with, "Please do not feel guilty for calling me about this server! I already had two calls about her today! She is bad!" I was quite surprised that she was that bad that others would call too. (I can't see any of the ladies in my lunch bunch calling, so I doubt it was them.)
You know me... I always call or speak to managers to tell them that they have excellent service, not just when things are bad. But, this man. Oh my word. I was trying so hard not to burst out laughing! He went on to tell me that the other servers were all complaining about her too, "She's bossy! Others do not like her!" Okey dokey then. He said, "The cooks do not like her! I came in at 4 today and my cooks told me that they want to put a spatula on the grill, get it very hot and slap her face with it! Then she can tell the guests why she has a spatula mark on her face - because she was rude to the guest!" Oh my heck, I was dying. Then he said, "You don't piss off the cooks!" I lost it!
Anyone that knows me knows that I hate the "P" word. Seriously, it just bugs me. You can be mad, angry, ticked, but don't say the "P" word to me. I know, it's silly, but I just hate that word. But, when he said that about the cooks, I was glad I didn't have a Diet Coke in my mouth or I would have sprayed it all over my kitchen! I wasn't sure if I was laughing that he said it to a customer or if I was laughing that he was so just vocal and graphic about his frustration to anyone! Regardless, I never did tell him a thing about the server, after my first sentence.
He asked for my name and address so he could send me two free dinners. I refused. He said, "Then, tell me so we can be friends and I can give them to you as a friend." I refused the free food. That was not why I called. I just wanted him to know that he had a very offensive server who was not good for business. Apparently, he was well aware. Too funny.
What's not funny is that a 20-something girl could be so disrespectful... server or not... common sense and courtesy say that you don't act the way she was... no matter who you interact with. I hope she gets some better training and learns some people skills. As Doug says, "Some people's kids."
That's my silly story for the day. ZJ and I are off to town. She wants to get some crafty stuff at Hobby Lobby and she's not decided where lunch will be. She wants to "experiment" with lunch today. We'll see. I have to say that I am noticing more and more every day that ZJ is more and more like a louder version of Liza. I love this girl. She's such a sweetheart. We have so much fun together and we laugh a lot! She'll be an official teenager in thirteen days! Time flies far too fast! Life is good!
Manners are a sensitive awareness of the feelings of others.
If you have that awareness, you have good manners,
no matter what fork you use.