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Agreed.. I never argue with people at restraunts or try to be a PITA... But then again some do..

We had sprinklers in our High Scool and a student threw a text book at it when the teacher stepped out to take a call (we had cordless phones in our school, so teachers could go in the hall for private converstations)during finals... He hit it right on and there was water spraying every where... The alarm whent off and all holly hell broke loose... The school was evacuated, her class room was quite dowsed and he didn;t even get expelled... I was so mad too, because i wanted to finish the exam, as it was supposed to be my last day of 10th grade...
 
Waiter there is a fly in my soup!

~Don't worry he won't eat much.

Honest-to-G~d I saw this billboard in the street on the way to my inspections yesterday. I IMMEDIATELY thought of a few of my AW acquaintances..

(ducks and runs)
 
Agreed.. I never argue with people at restraunts or try to be a PITA

Good idea.

I have seen more than one temperamental French-Canadian chef and sous-chef say a few things in French that would curl your hair. (not pickin' on anyone, just sayin...)

The steak gets a coating of pepper, goes on the floor, gets stepped on and goes back on the grill/under the broiler for a re-heat.

And you thought the grin on the chef's face when he came to the dining room to ensure satisfaction was from the big "thank-you" the custoemrs gave him, dintcha?
 
Chefs do have a tough job..
I never salt or pepper or slather anything on food until i taste it, out of respect for the chef...It urkes me to the nth degree when people do this...I was taught that it was impolite to add your own seasonigs to food until you tasted it how the chef made it...

BTW-I am always afraid to send food back for fear it will get monged with... Once i swear the chef spit in it..I just dont go back there

Also Mike looks like he's a little too hape with the LIon and i would love ot meet bobby and his schtick!

Bad me... Bad Me.. Ok...
 
Hotel work

Dan, YES. the hotel i work at is 1000 rooms, and i had to laugh when you mentioned suicides and death, since folks are always jumping off balconies and having heart attacks, NO JOKE. another episode that springs to mind is when i was watching as an old woman, using a walker, was knocked to the floor when the electric doors closed on her! im not SUPER queeny, and SOME people say they cant "tell" im gay, but i screamed LOUD when i saw her fall! lol. like a girl. when one of my coworkers rushed to pick her up, he asked her if she was okay, and she said "yes, im fine, but you may want to check on him (me)"

i also remember the wedding reception guest who was "off her medication". she slapped the mother of the bride (a la Joan) and was carried KICKING AND SCREAMING through the crowded hotel lobby by the San Antonio police!

Mario Lopez (and various hangers-on) were guests very recently, and he personally stiffed the bellman coming in AND checking out. i remember a rude bitch who drove up and greeted me with "cant you valet park my car, im with Mario Lopez!" in the most diva-bitch tone she could muster. too bad she looked more like one of the maids! she was NOT happy when i semi-subtly put her in her place!

i wonder how many front-line hotel employees (like bellhops) have ever gotten "involved" with guests? imagine most have, esp men...
 
The Kiss

the hospital beds face the door in our rooms where i work. There is a curtain that pulls across that blocks the view ito the room from the hall. One time we had this rather large guy who didn't want to wear his gown. He also didn't want his covers on either no matter how many nurses kept covering him up. So they started pulling the curtain and he kept getting out of bed and pulling the curtain open! It got to the point where no female nurse would go into the room so i ended up taking care of him.

I made a deal with this guy. He could stay naked but the curtain had to stay closed to block the view from the hall. He agreed. He was pretty much a "dirty old man" type and i ignored all his remarks and just did my work. Eventually he just gave up and minded his manners.

When it came time for his discharge he extended his hand for handshake mode and said " thanks Marty for being such a good nurse and for taking care of me." I said "you're welcome" and shook his hand.

It was then he grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him! As i was being pulled into his body i saw him puckering up those lips LOL I turned my head and brought up my clip board between our faces and broke free. I got so mad! LOL! I said, "MR. ______ That is so inappropriate!!!" and I walked out of the room and into the nurses station and called for the biggest meanest looking orderly that transport services had to talk him to the front lobby!

Oh Laundress! Now i get it!!! But ya still gotta laugh!!!
 
Dirty Old Men

This reminds me of the creeop-o's we have around here that stay in the public mens rooms and try to see if you will give em some... Ickkk

I would have gotten in trouble if he'd tried that non sense with me
 
Brett, one time I was on the loading dock at the Four Seasons, minding my own business (I was waiting for a deliver of some equipment) when this horrid woman with a very expensive foreign car pulled up. She was delivering something for another event, but I helped her out.

She then handed me the keys to the car and said "I'm in a hurry. PARK THIS!"

There was no way I was going to take responsibility for her car (valet hikers have insurance coverage in case of accidents, I didn't) so I offered to call a valet hiker for her.

No, she didn't want to wait. She was in a hurry. I needed to park her car.

I again said no. I won't do it. But I'd get someone from Valet.

She then looked at my nametag and said, "Well, DAN LANGDON, I think Mr. Martin (the General Manager of the hotel at that time) will be very interested in hearing about how uncooperative you are"

I took her over to the housephone and said. "His extension is 3205. Would you like me to dial it for you?"

She called him. He told her I was right, and that she needed to cool her jets until someone from Valet came over. Not only that, but we wouldn't let her cut through the back of house area to get to her gig. The valet guy dropped her off at the front door.

IF she had been halfway nice, I would have taken her keys and waited for the hiker to show up, but there was no way I was going to do that with her. Sometimes, it just pays to be nice.
 
The GAS PIPE

Once I was at work and needed a refresher cup of coffee. So I went to the front office and reheated my coffee. As I returned back near the front lobby I'm standing there with my cup of coffee seeing employees leaving the front door in a bit of a hurry. I stand there for a few moments sipping my coffee and watch more and more employees run out the front door. What is amusing me is I am just standing there with my cup of coffee watching all my coworkers go past in a breeze and NOBODY is saying a word to me. Finally I nab one guy and ask "Why is everyone running out the door?" I find out that a forklift just ran into the building's gas pipe behind the office shearing it off. THANKS for telling me!
 

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