Goodbye Ruby Tuesday
Submitted Jan. 1, 1998
From Clifton, NJ
Anyway, he had to go work at his chain restaurant the day after. His first table consided of a thin, athletic woman, and a fat blob of a woman. The thin one ordered grilled chicken, and steamed veggies. The fat one ordered a Buffalo Chicken Sandwich, and a loaded baked potato. The fat one, while waiting for her food, asked my housemate if they had any bread. He explained to her that they only had garlic breadsticks. The fat chick evidently had fat in her head as well, since she asked him twice more if they had bread that wasn't the aforementioned breadsticks. He got so fed up that he dropped his tip folder and exclaimed, "LISTEN! WITH ALL OF THE FAT- DRENCHED FOOD THAT YOU ORDERED, AND CONSIDERING YOUR CONDITION, I DON'T THINK YOU HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT THE FAT IN THE BREADSTICKS, NOW LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!"
The manager on duty acted indignant in front of the customer, but back in the office, was laughing uncontrollably. Tony only got a 25 cent tip from the table, but it was really worth it. I, and every server I tell this story to, worships him
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