Today, while waiting in line at Starbucks, because I got my good spot in line, I was reminded of my good ol’ days while serving tables. There are a lot of memories that I have from serving tables, and I met a lot off new and interesting people while doing it. I learned a lot of life lessons in that restaurant. Most that I’ll never forget.
Something I’ve realized, when taken the time to talk, most people are very nice and great to get to have conversations with. Most care enough about you to ask you about your life and care about your future plans. I had several regulars ask me about my cochlear implant, about OU, about my shows I was crewing. People can truly be great. But some are the complete opposite. Some just come to eat and leave, and that is fine. That is what we are there for.
But one woman is stuck in my mind forever.
This woman was truly amazing to me in the peak of rudeness. This woman was so rude she brought my serving night to a complete stop so I could put her in her place. I am the type of person that doesn’t give rude comments the time of day. I don’t see them as productive. But this woman was different.
I had been at work all day, I had five tables. I was busy, but this woman kept asking for little things like extra peppers and such. Which is fine, I understand, its my job. At the end of the meal it came time to set down the check, I asked her if she wanted dessert. It sounded as though she said no. So I set the check down and walked away, that was when all hell broke loose. She yells across the floor, “What?! Are you deaf?!” I was ten feet away and a large number of the restaurant heard that insult. Most of which knowing I was, in fact, deaf.
I had a choice, walk away, and take it like I had taken several other insults. Or stand up for myself. I choose the second.
Normally, I don’t like to cause a scene, especially about myself. Now don’t get me wrong, I’ll stand up for myself and everything, but not in a loud manner. This had finally had me. I had some dirty plates in my hand and I decided to use them to my advantage. I walked the distance over there, slammed them on her table, and looked her straight in the eye. Remember, I do not know this lady.
“You DO NOT speak to me in that way”, I told her in a very stern voice. “As you obviously do not not know, I AM deaf and you just made a complete IDIOT of me and yourself in this restaurant, so I take it you do not want dessert and you will be paying out”. I then walked away leaving somebody else’s dirty dishes on her table and came back for payment a few minutes later.
THERE WAS A DISABILITY CARD IN THE SERVER’S BOOK FOR A DISCOUNT
I kindly swiped the card and paid her out.
I’m not promoting bad behavior in any way, or saying my behavior was right in any manner. There comes a time though where enough is enough and you MUST stand up for yourself, no matter what the reason or the circumstances are. You know what is right and you know that God will take care of you for doing the right thing.