Yes, this is completely normal, I used to work in a very popular restaraunt (always busy, but we had quiet periods!) and all the customers were assholes, even my managers, they were awful, especially one of them, she was the type of manager who moaned at everyone (Sometimes for no reason) but everytime a customer came into the restaurant I just wanted them dead on the spot in an instant, I also hated seeing them smile so happily before they came in as well, I just always thought to myself "I'll wipe that smile off your f***** face." And I hated buggies so much, people who came in with buggies were a big pain, because it was so small yet we had buggies left right and centre, it was so annoying, that job as a waiter really made me depressed for months, this one time my arm accidently touched a babies bottle, and this fat woman (Babies mother) bellowed at me and called me a "f****** prat " and then looked at me and started to be racist and snydly said "Is your arm clean?" I was so angry I wanted to smash the empty plates over her head so bad. But I didn't I just said to her "Lady, never annoy people who serve you food, you have no idea what we are capable of." Then as she was drinking I said "How's that drink taste, enjoying it? I wouldn't if I was you." Then I walked off and heard her spit it out, No I didn't do anything to her drink, but it was nice to make her think that I did, leaving that job was the best thing I ever did, I have a nice kushy office job now which I love, and my mental state is normal. XD
Is it normal that I want to kill my customers???
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Yes, this is completely normal, I used to work in a very popular restaraunt (always busy, but we had quiet periods!) and all the customers were assholes, even my managers, they were awful, especially one of them, she was the type of manager who moaned at everyone (Sometimes for no reason) but everytime a customer came into the restaurant I just wanted them dead on the spot in an instant, I also hated seeing them smile so happily before they came in as well, I just always thought to myself "I'll wipe that smile off your f***** face." And I hated buggies so much, people who came in with buggies were a big pain, because it was so small yet we had buggies left right and centre, it was so annoying, that job as a waiter really made me depressed for months, this one time my arm accidently touched a babies bottle, and this fat woman (Babies mother) bellowed at me and called me a "f****** prat " and then looked at me and started to be racist and snydly said "Is your arm clean?" I was so angry I wanted to smash the empty plates over her head so bad. But I didn't I just said to her "Lady, never annoy people who serve you food, you have no idea what we are capable of." Then as she was drinking I said "How's that drink taste, enjoying it? I wouldn't if I was you." Then I walked off and heard her spit it out, No I didn't do anything to her drink, but it was nice to make her think that I did, leaving that job was the best thing I ever did, I have a nice kushy office job now which I love, and my mental state is normal. XD