Twas the Day After Christmas
Twas the day after Christmas, we spent the day out
Service was crappy, without a doubt
We went out for lunch, which was more of a brunch
I ordered pancakes and coffee and sausage link
Katharine ordered some lunch thing along with a Coke to drink
The waiter came back...brought Katharine a tea, brought a coffee but forgot cream for me.
The sausage was cold, the Coke finally came...the tip was smaller because service was lame.
Out to dinner we went, later that night
To Bertuccis where the price would be just right
We walked into the place, got seated right away
In a section where service would be bad the second time today
The hostess took our order, the waitress walked by
She said she was sorry, each time we knew why
We waited and waited for bread and some oil
The food finally came, but it was too late to stop the turmoil
The check came quickly, we left in a flash
After leaving a smaller tip, a little less cash
To a comedy show we went, the show was pretty good
Again...the service didn't put us in a good mood
A two drink minimum on top of the cover stinks
do you leave a tip when they force you to buy drinks?
You do if the service is any good at all
Apprently nobody wanted to be working at all
Did I charge you for those drinks, she asked, after I paid
You did, I responded and...and...and I pocketed the extra dollar we were going to give her because she was kind of bitchy about it. Yes...I had to withhold another tip. Damn it...I usually give 20+ percent, but aren't tips supposed to be earned? Now, I can imagine that nobody wants to be working the day after Christmas...first day of Hannukah (or however you spell it), but if you're going to be there anyway...wouldn't you be nice to get a worthwhile tip? I would...but that's just me.
Service was crappy, without a doubt
We went out for lunch, which was more of a brunch
I ordered pancakes and coffee and sausage link
Katharine ordered some lunch thing along with a Coke to drink
The waiter came back...brought Katharine a tea, brought a coffee but forgot cream for me.
The sausage was cold, the Coke finally came...the tip was smaller because service was lame.
Out to dinner we went, later that night
To Bertuccis where the price would be just right
We walked into the place, got seated right away
In a section where service would be bad the second time today
The hostess took our order, the waitress walked by
She said she was sorry, each time we knew why
We waited and waited for bread and some oil
The food finally came, but it was too late to stop the turmoil
The check came quickly, we left in a flash
After leaving a smaller tip, a little less cash
To a comedy show we went, the show was pretty good
Again...the service didn't put us in a good mood
A two drink minimum on top of the cover stinks
do you leave a tip when they force you to buy drinks?
You do if the service is any good at all
Apprently nobody wanted to be working at all
Did I charge you for those drinks, she asked, after I paid
You did, I responded and...and...and I pocketed the extra dollar we were going to give her because she was kind of bitchy about it. Yes...I had to withhold another tip. Damn it...I usually give 20+ percent, but aren't tips supposed to be earned? Now, I can imagine that nobody wants to be working the day after Christmas...first day of Hannukah (or however you spell it), but if you're going to be there anyway...wouldn't you be nice to get a worthwhile tip? I would...but that's just me.
posted by Jeff - WeinerToons at 12:47 AM
2 Comments:
That was a unique 'Twas the Day After Christmas story (of course, I never read any Day After Christmas poem before). I especially like the part at the end where the verses cease to rhyme and give over to just plain ranting!
Oh, and I like the AUBHB comic strip this week! Reminds me of the Tufts students who wear sweat pants or shorts with the word "Jumbo" on them. Now, that is asking for trouble!
P.S. This is Kristen.
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