Mind your F'ing business

I went through the drive-thru at Arby's last night, and the kid working the window forgot part of my order, and I didn't check till I got home.

I went back, explained the issue, and the kid apologized, filled the rest of the order, then offered to get me a $5 gift certificate for the trouble of me having to drive back. I said "thanks, but no thanks. Your apology's enough."

This morning, I called his manager ... and complimented the kid. He handled the mistake with class and concern. I was impressed.

 

I went to Sonic (man I love me some Sonic) a couple of years ago and got my normal chicken strip dinner. I ask for extra ketchup, as I always do, and the carhop said, "Sorry. We're out of ketchup."

Out of ketchup? How in the hell can a fast-food burger joint be out of ketchup? It's not like I'm asking for a cup of Dom Perrignon. It's ketchup! That's like running out of paper or pens in a newsroom. "Oh, sorry Mr. Mayor. Can't attend your press conference. My Scrooge-ish publisher didn't pony up for some pens and I don't feel like taking notes in blood."

I asked to speak to the manager because, admittedly, it's not the carhop's fault and I didn't want to take it out on her. I still tipped her. But I kind of gave it to the manager because that's just poor operations not to have ketchup. C'mon, there's a freaking McDonald's next door. Go buy some from them, or go to the grocery store and buy a big hockin' tub of the stuff.

"Sorry, sir. We're out of hamburger meat. Try Long John Silvers. Maybe they have some."

Assclowns.

 

Damn dude. They run out of ketchup and you ask to speak to the manager? It's obvious the manager is in over his/her head to begin with if they don't have ketchup. I don't know if I'd gripe about that. Maybe not ever go back there? Yes. But ask for the manager... you gotta keep ketchup in your car.

By the way, what do you tip a carhop? I've never really known you were supposed to do that... Sonic prices are high anyway, so if you're supposed to tip (and I do tip well generally) I would shy away from there.

 

My brother used to tip Sonic carhops. I don't. If you pay by credit card, they don't have a line to add tip, so I figure that's my cue.

And I once had a friend hit the KFC drive through on a Sunday night only to be told they were out of chicken.

 

So why the hell was the place still open, to serve potatoes and biscuits?

 

I actually did a story on tipping once, and interviewed some Sonic carhops. It's standard to tip them 50 cents or a dollar. Of course, I tend to tip on the favorable side because my ex-wife was a long-time waitress.

 

Oh, please do not get me started on Best Buy. I'm glad I never saw that thread. Would have had steam coming out of my ears all over again.

I think their problem is nobody there will ever tell you, "I don't know." They'd rather just give you their best guess to get the sale done, then when they turn out to be wrong, let the customer service types fuck you over.

 

Cool story. You could probably write a weekly column about tipping etiquette and I'd eat it up. Bet a lot of others would, too.

 

Had to post here on this thread after what just happened to me.

At my condo complex, they're doing a repiping of all the units because the previous (original) piping is pure shit. Anyway, I had my unit done on my own, at my own expense three years ago. Now they're telling me they want a key to come in and cut holes in the wall to "inspect" it, and i refused to give them a key. When i went to hand-deliver a letter to the property manager, informing her that the inspection for my unit is on file with the town, even providing her exact dates, the dried-out skankasaurus told me to get out of the office and threatened to call the police.

Minutes ago -- in the middle of typing this post, no less -- cops showed up. They were super nice about it, basically saying that she claims i threatened her by saying that if someone tried to enter my private property, i would stop them. The cops said that it doesn't qualify as a threat, so i'm not too worried, but WTF?!? Crazy fucking bitch.

 

You're gonna need a bag of sauerkraut, son.


Call me.

 

I'd be on the phone with that woman's bosses threatening legal action ASAP!

 

The letter I dropped off indicated legal action would be taken, so that's already out there. Plus, the cops acknowledged they saw the letter, so it's on record as existing (the psycho hose beast intimated she'd be shitcanning it ASAP).

Waiting on hearing back from the douchette's bosses, one of whom is out of town, the other of whom was gabbing on the phone with Bitchy McSucksalot when i came in with the letter.

On the upside, I never knew before now that you could actually feel the exact nanosecond that an ulcer pops up in your stomach. Now I know.