Egg on Your Face
Once, when I was working at this insanely popular breakfast joint, my first table of the morning was a seemingly adorable old couple.
After going through our specials, at their request, she ordered the duck hash special, and he ordered 2 boring poached eggs on toast.
All good. I bring them their food and the guy starts freaking out. You see, I didn’t bring him a tablespoon for his eggs.
Granted, he didn’t ask for one, but according to him, everyone knows that poached eggs are supposed to be served with a tablespoon.
I’ve been a waitress for nearly a decade, and I’ve served a LOT of poached eggs, and I’ve never heard this rule. Nonetheless, I apologize profusely and tell him I’ll go grab him a spoon. “No!” he yells.
“My breakfast is ruined now!” and then, this grown adult throws his plate of food at me and storms out. His wife gives me a sympathetic smile as she slinks out behind him, and I work the next 8 hours with egg yolk stains all over me. [deleted]