For Shannon's birthday today we went out for lunch (I'm working evenings this week) and decided to go to the new Texas Roadhouse in town. But strangely, it's not open for lunch except for on the weekends. It opens at 4pm each afternoon, Monday through Friday. So, on the was back towards town, we decided to be adventurous and try out Ruby Tuesday. Neither of us had ever been. Neither of us will ever go again.
Upon entering, we waited about60 to 90 seconds wondering what we were supposed to do. No one was there, people were walking everywhere. Some people came in behind us and headed for the seating area. It couldn't be a seat-yourself restaurant, could it? Well, it turns out it's not, and eventually someone came and gave us a seat. If only we had left then.
We sat and looked through the menu. We decided what we wanted, which we never do quickly. After about 5 minutes, some people were seated at the table next to us. About 5 minutes later their order was taken. About 5 minutes later, I got the attention of someone cleaning a nearby table and asked if we could be helped. She went and told a waitress, who seemed unimpressed. The bus-girl came back and took our drink orders and got those for us and soon a waitress came to take our real orders. The food arrived in a reasonable time. Mine was a BBQ, bacon cheeseburger. Shannon ordered a turkey guacamole burger without lettuce or pickles. She got a turkey guacamole burger with lettuce and pickles.
We ate. The food was good. We finished eating. We got a box from the waitress. We talked for about 15 minutes and then she got us the bill.
On the up side, we saved a dollar or two on the tip, because no one at that restaurant deserved much.
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It should also be noted that not only did the people who were seated after us put in their order before us, they had drinks and appetizers before anyone even spoke to us. And they were right next to us. My theory is the waitress was a lot more helpful to them because a)they got alcoholic beverages, and b)she thought they were cute, as evidenced by the excessive flirting going. I guess overweight drunk men in wife-beaters really do it for her.
Sounds like you got the same waitress I had at Chili's on Monday. We ended up getting up from the table, walking to the back of the restaurant, and telling her and her waiter friends that if it wasn't too much trouble we'd like to pay now. This was after having to flag her down to order and to get refills.
The only reason she got any tip at all was that we know they pool tips with the hostesses and bussers.
I went to Applebees last night with some of my friends, and our waiter forgot to but our order in. He took the order, but just forgot to tell the kitchen. They weren't even busy. At least we did get some free queso that the manager made him pay for out of it.
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