Customers say the darndest things #2

Dude from a stag-do comes up to the bar.

"Can you tell me where the strip clubs are in Brighton?"

(colleague explains the directions to the nearest strip clubs in Brighton)

Dude turns to the table and exclaims:

"Alright guys I've got the directions to Boobies!"

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Today marks my last day of working at the restaurant.

 After 2 years of holding the key to the restaurant door,

I have to say I feel a little sad leaving.

I won't lie.

At times the job is terribly strenuous and stressful:

Sometimes I'm on my feet for up to nearly 10 hours and can barely walk at the end of the night,

Sometimes I end up dealing with unexpected walk-ins of up to 12 tables on my own on an odd weekday,

sometimes I'm panicking like hell on the inside because I can't be at all tables at once

and yet I have to plaster on a calm and cheerful face on the outside because the number 1 commandment of customer service is that you cannot have a meltdown in front of your customers.

Sometimes I get verbally abused by very fussy customers (but over time I've learned to disconnect myself and 'space out' during their ranting sessions. They just want somebody to hear them out after all).

 Either way I enjoyed serving lovely customers who never fail to say a thing or two 

that ends up on my Customers Say the Darndest Things posts.

I've realised that Stag-dos are always a good laugh to be around

more than Hen Nights because guys seem more laid back and joke-y compared to the ladies =/

 (It's true, we women have some serious issues with being naturally OCD and bitchy)

I'll miss being on my toes, multitasking, spilling food and drinks on myself, being bar person, 

and trying to survive the craziness with my colleagues.

Now I have a new chapter of my life to write.