Closed means closed
I don’t know if it is because I live in the Bitterroot or what, but people can not grasp the concept of closed. At my work, we close at 9:30. The signs will all say closed and part of the lights will be off and people will still come in. Then they get all pissy when I won’t serve them.
Some people came in at 9:45 and I told them we were closed. “Oh well we just want some icecream,” they say. I tell them I can get them some to go, but they acted all butt hurt and crusty. “Nevermind!”
Good nevermind. The kitchen is almost done with everything, and the dining room is nearly clean and these people want me to sit and wait for them to eat thier icecream, for which they would probably tip $.75. No thanks.
Some of you probably think that is bitchy, but how many of you would go into a store after it is closed and hang out.
Last night two people came in after all the signs said closed and the main entry hall way was dark. There were two tables still eating, but we had turned the ovens off and were cleaning up. I find it hard to believe that they didn’t look at the signs.
The other waitress told them they could order a sandwich to go, but they were mad and left.
One time people knew we were closed, but they sent thier daughter in to ask if they could come in and eat anyway. They got to that night. I guess we were feeling generous.
I personally think it is bad manners to go into places after they are closed and expect service.
