Here’s a little “tip” for you… 13 Tips on How To Treat Your Waitress

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I’m not going to lie, I’m an amazing waitress. Especially under the influence of alcohol… But that’s a whole different story. I think every single person should wait tables for at least one week of their lives, no matter what kind of life you lead or were born into. Yes, it builds character, but waiting tables also makes you realize just how ridiculous and stupid people are. Here are a few tips to help you not be an asshole when you go out to get served:

1.) If you are over the age of 19 and ordering a Long Island Iced Tea not as a joke or during a bachelor/bachelorette party, you should really take a long, hard look at yourself. If you complain that your Long Island (or “Strong Island,” as the classy folk call it) is not strong enough, you should probably speak to a professional about your problem. No judgement.


2.) If you give me 2 credit cards that decline for an $8 drink, you should have stayed home. Times are tough sometimes and that’s ok. Let’s not embarrass the both of us. Sometimes it’s not in the cards.


3.) If you ask for a to-go box for your french fries, you’re really disgusting. I speak from experience when I say old, cold fries are disgusting. Next day fries are even worse. Cut your losses.


4.) If you call me over frantically because you’re ready to order and then you ask me, “what’s good?” and proceed to FINALLY take a look at the menu, you’re a real asshole. Get back to me when you have a plan. I have better things to be doing. Like facebooking. Same goes for people who make up menu items that don’t exist on the menu because they can’t be bothered to read and see what we actually have. When you assume, you’re only making an ass out of yourself. I have nothing to do with your stupidity.


5.) If you are vegan or gluten-free and you are at a place with a bar, chances are we may not be able to accommodate you. Take care of that on your own time. It’s not my responsibility to keep up with your dietary restrictions, just like it’s not my responsibility to keep up with the Kardashians. I can offer you something in a green olive from our fruit tray. Take it or leave it.


6.) If you order a drink and then vanish, leaving me walking around in circles with your drink in my hand wondering if I hallucinated your order, you’re an asshole. At least wait until I get back or let me know where to leave your midori sour. Thanks.


7.) Farting in your waitress’s personal space IS NEVER OK UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE. You’d be surprised how often this has happened to me. It’s never ok to fart on anyone. Except maybe your roommate. (Depending on your dynamic, it can be really funny.)


8.) If you ask me to list all 19 beers we carry and then order the first one I said, you should know you’re kind of an asshole. Stop me when you hear your beer!


9.) If you ask me if we have Diet 7up, Diet Dr. Pepper, or Coke Zero, ask yourself how many bars you’ve been to that carry any of those? If you can name 3, I will pay the Mexican busboy to go to the nearest 7-11 and get you a liter of any of those.


10.) If I come over and ask you and your group if you need anything and you all just give me a blank stare and say nothing, you’re not capable of being out in public because obviously you don’t know how to act in society.


11.) If you are part of a birthday or any special occasion and you have a cake and you don’t offer me a piece, but you take the ENTIRE leftover cake home, you’re a FAT asshole. I’ve been waiting on you all day or night. The least you could do is offer me a piece of cake. In that instance, I will just politely offer to box the rest of it up for you, and then slice myself and my fellow co-workers off about an 8th of your cake. I play dirty.


12.) If you leave me a tip under 16% and then ask for my phone number, you probably won’t get the correct one. Bad tippers are a HUGE turn-off.


And last but not least… This is one of my biggest pet peeves:


13.) If you are practically having sex in front of me, there is obviously something else you’d rather be doing. GO HOME AND DO IT! Stop eating bread in front of the poor, as they say. I’m all for people having sex. Go get it!

This has been a public service announcement. You’re welcome.

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Luchana Gatica
I am a 30 year-old comedian/actress/writer and most importantly, dirtyandthirty blogger! I am known for having way too much experience on the single life and making fun of myself.
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  1. Erica Klaus says:

    Atta girl!

  2. Amy says:

    Love. So true.

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