Went to a Chinese place for lunch in a food court.
Lady in front of me goes bananas because the server was, apparently rude to her.
My turn and I try to order, "I'd like ...", server takes jab at customer.
My turn and I try to order again, "I'd like ...", customer takes jab at server.
My turn and I try to order again, "I'd ...", server mumbles with other server.
Original server goes to the next person.
I go, "I'd like the Singapore noodles and honey chicken."
Guy behind me orders, "I'd like the Singapore noodles and the lemon chicken."
Angry server asks for "Singapore noodles, lemon chicken."
I go, "Honey chicken."
Mumble server says "What?"
"Lemon chicken!", angry server responds.
So, she proceeds to make two Singapore noodles and lemon chicken.
She tries to pass it to me, and I said, "No, I wanted honey chicken."
She tries to pass it to somebody else, meanwhile, I'm ignored.
"That's probably mine," I interject, "but I wanted the honey chicken".
So, she proceeds to scrape the lemon chicken out, leaving the lemon sauce and a big wedge of lemon stuck in there, and starts heaping in the honey chicken. "Uh," I said, "can I get a new one? I don't really want the lemon sauce."
So, she starts scraping up the noodles taking the lemon sauce with them.
"Ah, forget it." I left and got a sub.
The end. I don't even know how entertaining this is. It sure was painful.
Tags: customer service, food court, real life