So i bar tend in the restaurant I work at, One morning i had a gentleman sit around the bar at the wood as opposed to a table, of course when this happens i usually try to make some sort of small talk with the person at the bar, but this time it was a huge mistake!

This ugly, creepy, 50ish man would not leave me alone, always had to be talking to me, at the end when it was time to settle the bill he asked for a pen even though he paid in cash (10 dollar tip on a 12 dollar bill) He decided he would give me his phone number (i am in no way at all gay) It was the joke of the week at the restaurant of course, however the next week the same man came in again, pretended like he knew me from somewhere (he knew damn well he gave me his number) end of the bill same thing leaves me his number, So he comes in again a few days later, this time he wrote on the cheque “are you ever going to call me?”…

This creepy old pr*ck has asked other servers what days and times i worked! i finally told him that if he harassed me at work again i would have to kick his ass.

Submitted by: Murray

I had a table of 2 redneck men the other day, as most of us all know these are the tables that usually drive you crazy. They both order steaks with steamed vegeatables and mushrooms on the steak. The meal gets to the table and one of the men yells for about 5 minutes about not getting a roll with his meal, apparently he has always gotten one every time he has eaten here.

Our restaurant does not have rolls and never has! The other man then complains that he did not get enough mushrooms on his steak! the mushrooms cost 99cents and there were actually more than usual on the steak, He yelled that he refused to pay for the mushrooms and 5 dollars was too much to pay for the mushrooms (which were 99cnts). 70 dollar bill and no tip.

Submitted by: TY

I was working the closing shift one evening, and about 5 minutes before close a couple walked in and requested a table. Of course this is a defeating blow to any server’s moral, but I figured I might as well make the best of it and make a few extra bucks.

They proceeded to order full meals, act quite rude and then sit around for an extra 45 minutes after their meal.

My reward was a $3 tip on a $40 check.

What a life.

Submitted by: Samantha from PA

It was my first week of working at a new restaurant, even though I’ve been in the industry for five years. I was walking behind another server and carrying about ten drinks on a tray. The server I’m walking behind (also our bartender that day) stops abruptly, I step back so as not to run into him, and ONE of the lemonades I was carrying tipped over.

Didn’t drop the glass, only spilled on myself and the tray, blah blah. The guest at the table next to me – about 45, business man, suit and tie, grey hair – proceeds to JUMP UP from his table and start GRABBING AT MY CHEST. No napkins, no nothing. Just saying, “Here, honey, let me help you with that!” While I’m telling him, “No thanks, I’ve got it, I’m fine.”

I go drop the drinks off at my table and pass his table again on the way back to the bar. He and his friends are laughing. The best part? The bartender was doubled over at the bar, laughing too hard to say anything except “That guy totally almost got to third base with you!”

God I hate people.

So you’re in the middle of a busy shift trying to manage all of your tables. (and of course you’ve been double or even the dreaded… triple sat) You’re waiting on this couple who seem just amazed at your talent and ability to do your job. They thank you repeatedly and when you ask how the food is their response is “Spectacular”.

You think to yourself, “This is almost too easy!”. Then when all is said and done, they thank you again, tell you it’s the best service they’ve ever had, that they’ll definitely be back and they’ll request you when they do.

At this point you feel invincible, you’re on cloud nine. Then, with your head held up high, you pick up the check presenter with pride only to see that they’ve left you %10… Now you’re thinking “Great, they’ll be back.”

Submitted by: Carnoculus

The other night, a man walked into my restaurant, and was rude right from the start. He didn’t bother saying hi or anything before he said, “I don’t want to sit next to kids. I don’t like kids.” He then said to the hostess, “You’re hot. Are you 18? I’m going on vacation soon, and I need a pretty girl to come with me.” Luckily, I work for amazing owners and managers, who quickly kicked him out.

Submitted by: Lola

Eating out at a restaurant is hard for me to enjoy sometimes. I’m always comparing my server skills with that of my waiter or waitress, and I ALWAYS pre-bus my own table.

This is a habit I cannot break. I’ll instinctively stack everyone’s plates at the end of the table, and organize empty glasses. If they would let me, I would probably take them back to the dishwasher.

Usually after the meal, I feel as though I earned a tip as well.

Submitted by: Carol from OH

Something that really got on my nerves while I was a server was hearing people ask for “leaded” and “un-leaded” coffee in the mornings. Please, just ask for regular, or de-cafe.

I would hear this for what felt like hundreds of times a day, and each time the customer thought he/she was the only one to ever think of such a clever request.

The worst part was that I needed to force a small laugh to make the customer feel like a regular comedian, and tip happy each and every time.

Submitted by: Rob from MD

Worst. Meal. Ever.

If you’ve ever been a server, you’ve definitely experienced this situation; A customer will eat his/her entire meal, lick the plate clean and then complain about how terrible it was.

Usually you can tell they’re just shooting for a free dessert or a comp. on the check, which makes the whole ordeal that much more infuriating.

This is the ultimate “swallow your pride” moment when you need to apologize for a meal they clearly enjoyed, and grovel for their forgiveness all in the hopes of still getting a tip.