This was written on a receipt recently with $0 written in the gratuity line.
“My wife ordered mash potatoes not fries.”
First off, the order was put in correctly.
Secondly the EXPO put the wrong side on the plate, and I didn’t catch it.
And thirdly didn’t it occur to you at least once during my 7-8 table visits to mention this was a problem?
Not once?
Not even hint? Even to a manager?
You know like when I said, “Is everything okay, is your food alright?” Or the time I looked directly at your wife and said, “Is your burger okay.” and she said. “Yes.”
Nope, that would be too easy, because your cheap ass needed an excuse to stiff me on a measly $20 tab.
Ironically, your friend across the table tipped me 40% on his tab. I’m assuming because I got both of his sides right.
You truly are petty.
S. L. Ehrisman (c) 6/4/11