For many Friday Mornings there has been a high maintenance woman and her hubby coming in. A sigh could be heard from all the servers, bartenders, cooks, and bakers when "seagull boobs" and her mans loud, screeching voices starting demanding the moment they entered the restaurant. Demands of specific tables and whomever was sitting in the table to move, while insisting on keeping their legs erected in the aisle to trip the servers. Demands in free bakery for several weeks without a thank you. The entire time without ever realizing that staying at one table for hours on end and tipping less than 15% made them into our nemesis. Although they seemed to think they were royalty of the restaurant, we (the people) of the restaurant have spoken and declared them Queen Seagull Boobs and King of Arrogance from the land of Demands.
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Seagull Boobs
For many Friday Mornings there has been a high maintenance woman and her hubby coming in. A sigh could be heard from all the servers, bartenders, cooks, and bakers when "seagull boobs" and her mans loud, screeching voices starting demanding the moment they entered the restaurant. Demands of specific tables and whomever was sitting in the table to move, while insisting on keeping their legs erected in the aisle to trip the servers. Demands in free bakery for several weeks without a thank you. The entire time without ever realizing that staying at one table for hours on end and tipping less than 15% made them into our nemesis. Although they seemed to think they were royalty of the restaurant, we (the people) of the restaurant have spoken and declared them Queen Seagull Boobs and King of Arrogance from the land of Demands.
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