Logan's Steakhouse in Oklahoma City....walked in and the hostess was on the phone. She looked at me & my boy-friend and looked around for someone else to seat us. Then she said into the phone, "I guess I have to go." She sat us but said there was no silverware. It was all dirty and being washed.
We ordered our food. My first two menu selections were not available. I ended up getting the same thing my boy-friend ordered. We waited...our salads arrived. Still no silverware.
We tried to get the attention of our waiter. No dice. Then a young man who was not our waiter brought out our steaks. I asked him for some silverware. He said it was not his job.
I said, "Make it your job."
He huffed and puffed, rolled his eyes, got some silverware and came back and tossed it on the table. The waiter came by to see how everything was. We asked for steak sauce and some sweetner for our tea, because we couldn't sweeten our tea from the time we sat down.
Our waiter took several minutes to fulfill our request. By now our steaks were cold. And mine was not medium rare. It was well done.
This entire experience was so bad, I wondered if we were being Punk'd or something.
2007-02-10 16:35:51
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answered by Marianimal 3
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I had a guy break up with me at a restaurant. It was a very nice restaurant. He was an older guy. I was only 18 and at that time I had never had anyone break up with me before.
I guess he thought that if you want to break up without a scene, do it at a really nice restaurant.
Well, I'm afraid I ruined the ambiance for all of the guests in the dining room as well as the bar, because, as you might guess, I wasn't aware that that was the protocol for breaking up.
I was absolutely stunned, I had no idea that he was thinking of breaking up with me. I started sobbing like a child. I was inconsolable, I kept asking him why? How could you do this to me? Everyone was staring. The waiter asked if we could keep it down. I told the waiter to shut-up. My boyfriend was mortified.
He ended up paying a huge bill for food we never ate just to get me out of there. I bet he never broke up with a girl in public again.
As you can imagine, looking back, it wasn't my finest hour either.
These days all I say is if you don't want to be here, there is the door. Growing up has its perks.
2007-02-11 00:53:12
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answered by Firespider 7
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One time, when my family and I were down in Florida on vacation, we went to some restaurant (I forgot the name of it since it had been six years now) and the waitress didn't get the orders right, and at times, she would spill most of the food all over other people who are also in that very same restaurant. We only ate there on two different occassions, and she was fired from the job (which I would believe she was fired).
2007-02-12 05:32:21
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answered by Roxas of Organization 13 7
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the worst experience that i ever had at a restaurant is i went out for Chinese foood. i had made a drink, but my cell=phone had rung, and it startled me and all the liquid fell onto my pannts. It was a group of girls laughing in the corner, and i just wanted to die! On top of that, the fish i ate had gave me food poisoning. i had to miss work a couple of days. Also, another occasion is when i was out with my twin brother, and i was joking around, and we started chasing each other. All of a sudden i slipped and fell and had to go to the hospital, and get stitiches. i wont go to any more public outings as long as i live.l
2007-02-10 17:19:58
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answered by Hot I 2
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The undesirable area of the resturant adventure got here approximately after the certainty. I had an rather severe-high quality turkey club sandwich on the hotel eating place throughout the time of a flow usa holiday with my mom. some hours later interior the hotel room I grew to grow to be sick at the two ends - all evening. via mid morning i became fairly ok.
2016-12-17 07:12:40
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answered by Anonymous
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We were with another couple in an Indian restaurant when the wife of the other couple threw up all over the table.
Another time, while on holiday in Malta, my daughter found an earwig in her omelette. Then a fight broke out between the locals when most of the furniture got broken; and my daughter was found cowering in the toilets.
2007-02-12 08:49:36
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answered by remember_lizzie 2
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I ordered hot cakes and when the waitress brought them out there was a fly in the butter that was on the hot cakes. She put the plate down and left. I freaked out, I tried to get her attention ; after about five minutes she came back. I asked her to get this plate out of here. She asked me why. I showed her the fly and she took the plate and left. She didn't come back until she brought the check. She thought I was going to pay for the hot cakes. I finally had to get the manager to settle the matter. They never said they were sorry . I have never been back to that Pancake House and I never will.
2007-02-10 16:32:04
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answered by leaving.florida 3
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At a Chinese restarant in New Mexico, my lady friend ordered almond chicken and one of her almonds had legs.
Another time at a truckstop somewhere in kansas, I had just about finished the best chicken fried steak i had ever eaten. Popped the last bite in my mouth and it had a very long curly black hair in it... I raised enough hell they comped my meal and I never went back.
2007-02-11 00:43:44
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answered by J P 7
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It's a toss up between finding a piece of a hairnet in my salad or a hair that was remarkably similar to a pubic hair in my fast food french fries. (Even knowing it's possible, I still refuse to think it was actually a pube because that's just too disgusting).
On a side note, I used to waitress a lot in college so I know what goes on in the kitchen and trust me, you'd never want to eat in ANY restaurant again if you saw what goes on in the back. Also, adhere to the cardinal rule "Never F with the person that brings you your food".
2007-02-10 16:47:42
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answered by Lab Rat 3
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I am deathly afraid of clowns and Peri the freaking clown (a local in New Orleans, where I lived at the time) was there in full clown regalia, having dinner on his own. My friends, or "friends", who were all inebriated at the time, physically forced me to go over to him and restrained me while he made me a balloon animal. Peri terrorized me the 4 years I lived there, and I still fear him. I have never been back to that restaurant.
2007-02-10 16:33:57
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answered by vegetable soup 5
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