Shit like this is why I never took up bartending.
I read a review of a bar I liked where the reviewer complained about none of the staff knowing what “water back” meant. Just fuck you buddy, ask for a fucking water. “Shot of whiskey and a water back” is some cowboy bar bullshit nobody in the city understands anymore, you fucking judgmental boomer asshole. I’ve only heard it like twice in my life, and I only know that kinda shit because I was a raging alcoholic back then when I’d be that 27 year old boozer sitting at the bar bumping shoulders with a jaundiced character out of Billy Joel’s “Piano Man” come to life.
He’s asking you to bust in it
Once when working at a pizzeria, a customer told me he wanted extra olives and when I said okay, he said “I don’t think you understand, because last time I said extra olives and they wrote it on the ticket but when I got the pizza it was not nearly enough olives” so I hit the “extra olives” button like 3 more times.
Since he was the only customer in line I went to the production line to make his pizza personally, and after spreading the red sauce I covered it entirely in olives so that you couldn’t even tell there was sauce on it. Then I put on cheese, the rest of the toppings, including a normal amount of olives, and then I gave him extra extra olives.
He never came back to complain, and over a decade later I don’t know if he was satisfied that someone finally knew what extra extra olives looked like or if he was just ashamed of himself.
yes i support the troops
very poor scrub job on the name
Bill’s bill. That’s neat :caught-in-4che:
