No, it’s actually important that people watch the whole video.
This sounds like a missed opportunity
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I was a shy young lad tbh.
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While we are at the topic of customer service, I had this experience recently.
Two of us entered a cafe and sat on what later we were told was a table too big for us and if a bigger party came in we would have to move, so the server asked us to move to a smaller table before she served our order. Mind you, the table we sat on had 5 seats and she offered to move us to a 4 seat round table that you could easily add a fifth chair to, so basically the whole exercise was pointless. Anyway, I rolled my eyes as I was displeased with being made to move, but without any further fuss we followed along and even sat on a small, two person table so that we didn’t take any more of their space.
Stage 2, I asked for a menu. The server gave me a kind of unappreciative look suggesting that asking her for a menu was kind of stupid, then said they didn’t have a menu and pointed to the cake window by saying: “That’s the menu”. Then she offered to escort me to the window and present to me the cakes. I agreed. As we stand in front of the window, she started presenting the first cake in which time I managed to take a look across all of them and already made my mind up that I wanted the lemon tart, so I interrupted her, told her that she didn’t need to present all cakes as I wasn’t interested in most of them and asked her to tell me about the tart. She didn’t take that kindly and in a passive-aggressive tone told me I couldn’t possibly make a sensible choice only by looking at the cakes but whatever, so she accepted my order. What a weird way to treat your customer I thought to myself and went back to my table without saying anything further.
Stage 3, about 10 minutes after we entered the place, another party of 2 enters and sits on exactly the same 5-seated table we sat on first before being made to move. Another table for 2 was still free, as well as the two 4-seated tables, to one of which the server wanted to move us. This party of people though must have been good enough for the 5-seated table because the server didn’t ask them to move, all of this happening right before our eyes.
Stage 4, we drank our coffee, ate our cake and were ready to finally leave this negative experience behind. The server came to the table and asked us if we were displeased with something, as must have been evident from the get-go. My girlfriend said all was fine while I decided not to respond as I didn’t want to argue. The server must have felt pretty combative that day though, as she decided it’s appropriate to make remarks about me and while leaving the table mumbled that I was a grumpy guy. What a weird way to treat your customers, I thought to myself.
Stage 5. After her remark, I decided to give her some feedback after all, so when she came back to the table to give us the check, in a calm and articulate tone I told her that I thought she had a very weird way of servicing her customers. She wasn’t at all happy that I made that remark, told me to go around all the tables and ask the other customers about their opinion on her customer service skills and then proceeded to tell me it would be best if I never come back to her Cafe lol.
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Haha some people are passionate about doing a good job that they end up doing it badly.
Guess she purposely didn’t create a menu so she could explain the cakes but no one ever let’s her complete her cake menu.
It’s not but I really enjoyed him kicking her out of his cab. Her entitlement is off the scale - move the car forward by 3 feet NOW BITCH (didn’t say that but may as well have done), throws bag in - ok this alone not a biggie, turn your music off, drive faster. Essentially because he’s an uber driver she thinks she can treat him like shit. Personally I wouldn’t kick her out, I think it’s over the top, but I’m glad he was enough of a dick to do so because maybe it teaches her a lesson. Except it won’t because she’s a narcissist who thinks she’s always right while being abhorent.
Yes he’s a diva too looking for clicks no doubts about that.
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What in the
I would fucking die laughing if someone at a shop said that to me in a serious way Haha.
This all sounds so bizarre I love it.
Yeah man I was trying to remember did I ever fuck this girl and never call her again, she was so aggressive towards me haha.
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You’re quite patient mate.
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Do you guys have chronic carbon monoxide problem in your houses in Europe?
That sounds like the type of problem that would leave us slightly dead.
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I mean i have never heard of it before. I am booking an Airbnb on my mate’s behalf and every listing mentions this.
If you mean detectors, it’s almost certainly just EU regs.
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Yes detectors
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Yeah if we had chronic carbon monoxide problems a lot of people would be dead, very dangerous stuff it is more than likely for airbnb they expect detectors on properties for safety kinda like fire alarms but for carbon monoxide!
Just found out Brad and Jennifer are back together… so nice to hear that. 
Well, lick my ricky. Fuck sake, who gives a shit - apart from all the tabloid rags who, if it hadn’t happened, would have invented the scenario, anyway.
Got an appointment to sign some legal documents round Marble Arch way, but was about an hour early, so I figured that the most sensible thing to do would be to pop into a pub and have a beer or two first. Step out of the station, and look for the first pub I can find. Across the road and down a side street, I see a pub called City of Quebec, it’ll do I figure.
I see a sign at the door, saying - I paraphrase - the toilet is for patrons, fuck off to the closest public toilets if you ain’t buying. Hope it won’t be weird, cos my plan is to go straight to the toilets ASAP, cos I’ve needed a piss since getting on the Central Line.
Prepared for it to be an issue, see barman watching me, so preempt it and say I am a customer, but I don’t wanna order a drink and take it with me. He’s superfriendly and gives me a big smile, and says “no worries man, go to the bathroom, it’s cool”. Well great, I think, no big deal.
Pop into the loos, a bloke in there smiles at me as I walk in, asks me how I am, how my evening is. Seems a bit conversational for a chance encounter in the pisser, but hey, I’m a friendly guy. No probs.
Come out, get pint, take seat near the front door. A few guys stare hard as they either enter or exit the pub, start wondering if I’m in a local pub where they don’t take kindly to newcomers. But I’m in Marble Arch, not Woolwich or East Ham, so surely its not like that.
Anyway, me and my best mates like to share our most expensive pints encountered. While it’s not right up there, the pint of Beavertown I ordered cost £6.25, so figured I better give them the heads up with a selfie and the name of the pub
My mate bursts out laughing, asks me if I can remember a story he told me years ago, about the pub he went to where he went for a piss as soon as he got there and got propositioned, and sends me this link:
https://london.gaycities.com/bars/1698-city-of-quebec
Did kinda wonder why people in a central London pub
were mean mugging me like I’d invaded their filthy East London local, turns out I might need to get better at reading the signs 
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