It was a slow night. I had two tables that stayed for over two hours. At one table was a couple of women sharing fries and two bottles of wine. The table next to them was a couple on a date. The two women were obviously buzzed when they asked for the check. Upon receiving it the one with longer hair informed me that they shouldn't be charged tax. According to her NY doesn't tax alcohol. She also informed me that she would know since she is a lawyer. The tax was less than $6. The bill was $76 total. I sent the manager over. I don't get paid enough to deal with crap like this. She spends five minutes arguing with him, he finally succumbs and takes the tax off of the check. I go into the kitchen for two minutes, when I return there is inter-table arguing. It's very loud. The couple is amazed that the two women refused to pay the $6 tax. The two women are amazed that the couple is saying anything to them at all. J came over and asked the tables to shut up, politely of course. Finally after a few minutes the two women pay and leave.
Once the drama ended the night was almost over. It never ceases to amaze me how many tables want to get out of paying the entire bill.
I need a vacation.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
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