I just read the DCS's answers to her tag and I'd forgotten that she took over my job as the most bad tempered cafe waitress in Derbyshire.
It was a small cafe, frequented by truckers, bikers and climbers. Our role was to serve the customers and trade insults with all comers. We were good at both.
I think we got quite famous for the poor quality of service, and often got stars dropping in on their way from Manchester to Sheffield. I can remember Human League (from Sheffield), Def Leppard (from Sheffield), Boy George (from another planet at that time). Imagine the horror of going somewhere to get insulted and getting ignored.....
I still have a circle in hell reserved for people who deliberately walk on newly washed floors in muddy boots, and still offer up sugar as a yes or no option, not a how many question.
"Do you want sugar"
"One and a half please."
"Yes or no...do you want sugar?
"Three slices of toast."
"Three slices of toast, please."
"You can only have an even number of slices, the toaster won't do an odd number."
Any way I can't have been that bad or my sister wouldn't have got the job when I left for university. I think she added a new level to the family reputation.
I like to think my customer service skills are better now, I just think the thoughts, sometimes very loudly, rather than vocalise them.
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