Saturday, September 17, 2005

Drunks

Man, I hate drunks. After work last night I went to a place that was still open on the way home to my house. Small, walk up to the counter and order type place. I go in, there is a young lady taking orders and a guy in the back cooking.

I can tell right away that she is not having a good night. It is a small place, and it's about 3/4 full. To boot, there is a very loud, very big, and very DRUNK guy giving her a hard time about just about everything. He takes forever to order, is trying to flirt with her, and then sits down next to her boyfriend (who is sitting at the counter, looking like he is doing everything he can not to get really pissed off at the guy....and then this joker comes and sits right next to him and starts telling him about what a firecracker his girlfriend is. Then he starts talking about he President, and then he starts talking about growing up in the ghetto, and asked te boyfriend where he had grown up. When the guy said "in the projects in Minnesota", drunk guy said that "there weren't any projects in Minnesota", and was just generally an ass. So, the guy finally gets his food. He'd ordered a sandwich that came with a side, and immediately starts criticizing the size of the side.

Now, I have thought for a long, loooooooooooooooooooooong time that BarBQue places are expensive, and possibly overpriced. Dunno, and I'm openminded about that. Good 'Que takes time, and time is money understood.

But that's not the point here. Granted, the size if the side was small. However, it's my opinion that the side was just something that they threw in. I mean, let's face it, the $7 that he was paying was for the sandwich. He starts throwing a fit, and starts to get belligerent. The poor girl behind the counter can only take so much before she goes back to get the cook. He comes out, and gets to listen to the guy berate him, berate the size of the portion and just generally be an ass.

And this is the part that really sucks. I can almost see the thought process that is working for the cook. Tell the guy to Piss Off? Tell the guy that is the portion and apologize? Tell him to contact the owner? 86 him?


Did I mention that this guy was big, and looked like he would think a fight would be a fun time? Did I mention that this guy is starting to move slowly into getting into the cooks face?

The cook looks at the guy for a long 30 seconds, swallows, and goes back to get the guy a bigger portion of the side.

I can't begin to express how sorry I felt for the guy. I went outside and ate, and went back in after the place had emptied out. Told them both how much I appreciated them being open and how they were a nice alternative to Fast Food or the ID, with the added bonus of being right on the way home. Turns out the cook isa a HELL of a nice guy and has a kid in pre-kindergarten. He pointed out the picture of him and his son that he had taped up to the wall in the back. After chatting with them both awhile, I left. I hope that they do well, and I think one of these days I'll go back and try to ask the owner about ditching that small side size.