Saturday, September 23, 2006

You know it's going to be a crap tip when...


...you approach your table and ask what drinks they would like to start off with and their response is:
"We don't need nuttin. We jez got back from the liquor store! I got a bottle in the car."

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10 comments:

Brad #1 said...

So, does that mean that they order the mixer from you and make trips out to the car with drink in hand?

Just kidding, I know what you mean.

A Bohemian Road Nurse said...

Your blog cracks me up. (I found it by accident. I blog about my job, too, a Road Nurse. Anyhoo, have fun--I'm going to take my mom to Red Lobster and I promise we'll tip HUGE, okay?
http://bohemianknitter.blogspot.com/

The Platypus said...

Lobster Boy should've dropped a tip to the local police to keep an eye out for his customers and their rolling bar.

Anna said...

I bet ya got a big $2 tip on $83 check for that one...

Lee said...

classsssssy

Tracy said...

My friend recommended this blog to me and I am really disappointed, it seems mean-spirited and cruel. What’s the point of making fun of people who go to red lobster? Everyone knows it's a crappy restaurant with mediocre food (like most big chains). You go there because it’s cheap and easy, not because you expect a stellar dining experience. I don’t expect good-looking, well-spoken waitstaff and I don’t expect the clientele to be the most articulate, experienced diners. It’s RED LOBSTER. Yeesh.

Lobster Boy said...

Tracy,
I am selective about the people I write about. First, because there are so many idiots and so little time. Honestly. Second, because the run of the mill trash table isn't really all that interesting. Sure, an aspect about one here or there can make good print, but not on a regular basis. Honestly, if you don't like my blog I'm not offended. I'm not writing it for you, nor forcing you to read or participate. You are welcome to do so however. But just commenting to tell me that I'm not up to your standards seems a bit vain IMNHO. Prove me wrong.

Lobster Boy.

SkippyMom said...

I love that you take time to read your commments - your blog is so funny and great - I wish you had more time to post more of your great posts that aren't one-liners or recipes.....
We like the kvetching and the stories of the weird...'tis why we read.
Don't worry about chastising a stray commentator - why not keep your energy for your job and your 2x a month blogging?
Your blog is great! Keep it up while you can buddy!
Cheers!

briliantdonkey said...

First time popping in for a while. Glad to see you are still going and the posts are still enjoyable to read. I think it is safe to say we have all served that table a time or two. As for Tracy's comment, I disagree with her but she is as you said, entitled to it. You can't please all the people all the time. Sometimes you simply have to 'agree to disagree'.

later,

BD

stupescommaruth said...

i love that they announce this to you as if you're going to be impressed or laugh or something. i work at a starbucks that is right next to a liquor store, and the other day, some suburban crazy that has come in multiple times shows up and first starts bitching that a banana costs 75cents at starbucks and apparently less money at the grocery store approximately 100 feet away (so buy one over there then...) but then orders a brewed coffee and holds up a small bottle of kahlua that she has just purchased next door. when i say nothing to this she goes, "LOOK WHAT I JUST GOT!!!" i say, "uh, huh?" and she goes on to explain she's going to put some in her coffee. i go, "OH, great." and send her on her way. i thought she was going to go home and have a nice lit-up morning (as this was about 11am on a saturday) but she actually just camped out at one of the tables, opened up her bottle and put it in there, later starting up random conversations with anyone who sat near her.
i didn't really think this was that big of a deal, since people who live in this particular suburb do whatever the heck they want anyway, but a coworker of mine came in, saw what was going on and said that it definitely was not allowed. she left before a scuttle could develop, but what a nut.