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(Monday. INT: kitchen at Capsaicin Lounge)
TM: Yo, Halligan, table six sent their steak back again. She says you made it tougher.
JH: Of course it's tougher! It's well-done!
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TM: Well, now she wants another one, with no pink in the middle, and not too tough.
JH: And you DID make her aware that cooking a steak from scratch will take at least twenty minutes, right?
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TM: I tried. She told me that an additional twenty minutes was "simply unacceptable". She seems to be under the impression that we can change the cooking time of meat if we "prioritize".
TM: Furthermore, she informed me that we apparently have a "legal responsibility" to finish her meal before we send out anyone else's, since you already screwed up her order twice.
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JH: Have you informed her that she is clinically insane, and that what she actually wants, apparently, is a HAMBURGER?
TM: Fuck no, she's scary. I smiled and nodded and told her you could make her a steak in five minutes. Good luck.
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