I worked in a fancy restaurant with very rich guests.
It was my shift, I was tired, and my nerves were on edge. All the guests that day were rude and disrespectful for some reason. Then one man came in. He was rude, ordered only the cheapest dishes, told me to hurry up, and started teaching me how to do my job. The worst part was when I came to take his plate with food he hadn’t finished, and he said, “You can finish it. You eat food after us, don’t you?” So I just blurted out, “Actually, you eat after us.”
The look on his face was priceless. But I got fired.
