Johnskiismore
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WARNING, STRONG LANGUAGE BELOW
Since Christmas Vacation business has been normal to above normal for the weekdays and especially the weekends. Thursday through Monday when the doors are open for the restaurant we fill up and stay that way through the evening. Each staff member in the lounge will have 20-40 people to take care of right off the bat, and the numbers grow and stay consistent. This is just to set the scene of what happened the other afternoon......
A guy working the bar with me (we'll call him BT), and I had about 60 people from the start between the bar and cocktail tables. Great crowd everyone loved skiing that day even with the cold, they're weekend regulars, they like to drink, eat, be merry, and occasionally exaggerate some skiing tales. It's all good!! Of course there will be one jack a$$ at the bar.
The conversation between the guest (who we'll call him HA short for horse's ass that he is), and my friend BT went like this, and remember we're moving right now, a lot of ground to cover, more guests coming in, etc., etc.
BT: Sir, may I get you something
HA: Amstel Light
BT: Oh, I'm sorry sir we don't carry Amstel Light
HA: What!?! (Like we just took away his first born)
BT: I'm sorry, the owner just wants us to carry domestic beer....... and BT meant it
HA: WHAT!?! (Louder and more disgusted)
BT: Hey buddy, I'm sorry, if it was up to me I'd carry Amstel Light, but the decision is not mine to make, we have... interrupted by HA
HA: What knid of a place is this..... slams hand on bar
BT: I don't know what to say, like I said, if it were up to me, we'd carry it. Can I get you something else?
HA: What I want is an Amstel Light! Still yelling....
------------At this moment BT stares right into his eyes, and the following ensues,
BT: Okay buddy, here's the deal, the Amstel Light horse is fucking dead, it's carcass is on the side of the fucking road, we're not going to have Amstel Light now, in two minutes, tonight, tomorrow, next week, or next fucking year! Now, unless you would like something else, say it, if not, get your sorry ass out there and find the fucking Amstel Light horse and don't waste my time!
Quick silence at the bar followed by laughter...... it was frigin perfect what he said. Hilarious!!
Some of you may not find the humor in this but if you've ever worked or work in the service hospitality business, you understand
:beer:
Since Christmas Vacation business has been normal to above normal for the weekdays and especially the weekends. Thursday through Monday when the doors are open for the restaurant we fill up and stay that way through the evening. Each staff member in the lounge will have 20-40 people to take care of right off the bat, and the numbers grow and stay consistent. This is just to set the scene of what happened the other afternoon......
A guy working the bar with me (we'll call him BT), and I had about 60 people from the start between the bar and cocktail tables. Great crowd everyone loved skiing that day even with the cold, they're weekend regulars, they like to drink, eat, be merry, and occasionally exaggerate some skiing tales. It's all good!! Of course there will be one jack a$$ at the bar.
The conversation between the guest (who we'll call him HA short for horse's ass that he is), and my friend BT went like this, and remember we're moving right now, a lot of ground to cover, more guests coming in, etc., etc.
BT: Sir, may I get you something
HA: Amstel Light
BT: Oh, I'm sorry sir we don't carry Amstel Light
HA: What!?! (Like we just took away his first born)
BT: I'm sorry, the owner just wants us to carry domestic beer....... and BT meant it
HA: WHAT!?! (Louder and more disgusted)
BT: Hey buddy, I'm sorry, if it was up to me I'd carry Amstel Light, but the decision is not mine to make, we have... interrupted by HA
HA: What knid of a place is this..... slams hand on bar
BT: I don't know what to say, like I said, if it were up to me, we'd carry it. Can I get you something else?
HA: What I want is an Amstel Light! Still yelling....
------------At this moment BT stares right into his eyes, and the following ensues,
BT: Okay buddy, here's the deal, the Amstel Light horse is fucking dead, it's carcass is on the side of the fucking road, we're not going to have Amstel Light now, in two minutes, tonight, tomorrow, next week, or next fucking year! Now, unless you would like something else, say it, if not, get your sorry ass out there and find the fucking Amstel Light horse and don't waste my time!
Quick silence at the bar followed by laughter...... it was frigin perfect what he said. Hilarious!!
Some of you may not find the humor in this but if you've ever worked or work in the service hospitality business, you understand
:beer: