Sunday, September 25, 2011

What? You think your shit don't stink?

Working in the restaurant industry never has a shortage of crazy, bizarre moments. Whether it's an irate, intoxicated customer screaming in a drunken slur, or the Prince of Saudi Arabia showing up with his entourage and eating about 37 pounds of fried food, ironically in Boston for ailing health, there is always something happening to keep the staff entertained. However, every now and then instances may occur which are down right disgusting. So, in an unprecedented reversal of roles, let me give you, the customer- more importantly- the parent, a nice, lucrative tip: Don't let your kids shit all over the front foyer of a fine dining, seafood restaurant.

I understand that 'when you gotta go, you gotta go' but, please, see to it that the poor child makes the bathroom. If he or she doesn't: Hey, shit happens! I get it, but please do not disgrace the entire restaurant staff, as well as fellow customers, by completely dismissing it as a jocular matter, and leaving it a'smear in the middle of the front lobby for the poor dishwashers to clean up. I mean, come on now, don't you think that's pretty shitty?