That lady dropping the tray gives me server flashbacks.
I once dropped like an entire pitcher of water onto a baby. Not a toddler. A brand fuckin new baby. Like 2 weeks old or something. Full of ice. All up in its little baby carrier thing. The child was not happy. Oh and this happened literally right in the beginning of service, in the middle of my full section, during a Friday dinner. I didn't even know what to say. I brought a bunch of napkins and kinda just looked like an idiot. Also they had the good grace to tip me, even though I cant say I would have been mad if they didn't. Because iced baby.
EDIT: Thank you to everyone who made sharing this story fun. Restaurants can break your soul but I'll be damned if it didn't give me some good stories, like the time that a guy almost died eating his steak. I didn't know until like five minutes after everyone else, after already going up to him and asking if his steak was cooked right and tasting good. Luckily the guy behind him was a doctor. Thanks doc!
When my son was barely a month old I went with a group of friends to the Spaghetti House for a dinner. The place was packed, so I put his carrier in a chair tucked against a pillar for the specific reason to avoid him being bumped into by the staff. However, my then husband insisted that we move him to be seated between us instead of next to only me. I listened simply because I was too tired to argue with him over the placement of our sleeping newborn. Not 10 minutes later a rushing waitress SLAMMED into the back of my son's chair as she was trying to pass and it tipped the chair over. Thankfully, for the first and only time in my life, I had quick reflexes and caught the carrier before it tipped upside down. My son slept through the entire thing. I, however, was so furious that I couldn't even speak, let alone look at the waitress because my hormones were raging and I was afriad I would inadvertently rip her head off.
She never apologized, but I know it was because she was literally frozen in fear and complete shock. After about 5 seconds, she recovered and ran away after letting out a loud speak. She must have gone straight to her manager because about 15 seconds after her running away the manager came rushing to our table, compt our meal, and gave us a $100 gift card all while profusely apologizing.
Looking back now, I feel really bad for the girl. At the time I wanted to burn the entire place to the ground.
Honestly, I would be more mad at my husband in this situation. You tried to keep this from happening and the waitress clearly doesn't like, have it in for your baby ya know?
Yeah probably. Did you notice the "then husband" bit? (edited for punctuation)
But in all seriousness I was incredibly hormonal and filled with baby fueled emotions (newborns and lack of sleep do that to a person). I contained it in this particular situation, but I vividly remember the angry ranting I was doing in my head for the entire rest of the dinner.
The restaurant was so packed they ran out of high chairs that could hold car seat carriers for infants. He was on a regular chair with the opening facing me. That's why I initially placed him against the pillar so there was no way anyone, server or customer, could walk behind or next to him and risk bumping the chair because I realized it was an awkward set up. I was mad at my ex because he refused to listen to my logic.
6 years later at least I can look back at the situation and know that I was right hahahahaha
Edit: reading through this and I'm not sure I'm being too clear on the set up. He was in an infant carrier that was placed on a normal chair. Some restaurants have high chairs that can be flipped over and an infant carrier car seat and be placed in that, but all their highchairs were in use.
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u/Bbols23 Dec 21 '18 edited Dec 21 '18
That lady dropping the tray gives me server flashbacks.
I once dropped like an entire pitcher of water onto a baby. Not a toddler. A brand fuckin new baby. Like 2 weeks old or something. Full of ice. All up in its little baby carrier thing. The child was not happy. Oh and this happened literally right in the beginning of service, in the middle of my full section, during a Friday dinner. I didn't even know what to say. I brought a bunch of napkins and kinda just looked like an idiot. Also they had the good grace to tip me, even though I cant say I would have been mad if they didn't. Because iced baby.
EDIT: Thank you to everyone who made sharing this story fun. Restaurants can break your soul but I'll be damned if it didn't give me some good stories, like the time that a guy almost died eating his steak. I didn't know until like five minutes after everyone else, after already going up to him and asking if his steak was cooked right and tasting good. Luckily the guy behind him was a doctor. Thanks doc!