Perhaps i should not schedule myself for work whenever i'm having PMS. I'd be putting the customers' lives in peril. Most often than not, they are pretty much annoying. Having to deal with them when i'm in a foul mood, i'd very much love to fling a plate, throw a knife or spill hot tea on them. Talk about bad service. Hurhur.
This evening there was this weird family of eight. They actually wrote down all their orders on a sheet of paper and passed it to me. Well, if they wanna save the 10% service charge, i'm sorry man, it'd still appear in the bill.
I was taking orders from a couple along the corridor seats when this stupid rude ass lady stopped next to me and said loudly,
"Excuse me, where's the toilet miss?!!!"
HELLO?! What the hell is wrong with u lady?! I'm like serving my customer and u rudely interrupted me?! And the way she asked, it seemed like i owe her 1 million bucks. Wah lao. I can jolly well ignore u cos u are not my customer and can't u see that i'm busy serving my customer?
I was so ready to stick my pen into her eye, but i controlled myself. i gave my MOst dulan look at her and pointed to the direction of the toilets. Damn, i should have pointed elsewhere. pffft.
I think i need anger management therapy.
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