I had a similar, but worse experience at this fucking shithole out in west texas. There were three tables seated, so it wasn't crowded at all. Same thing as you, I came in, got my drinks, got my order in, and the waiter vanished. I sat there for a solid hour and never saw my food. Flagged down the waiter, who said that it wasn't even close to being ready, and would probably be another hour.
I was tired, hungry, and pissed off, so I asked for the check for the drinks and to cancel my order. Waiter was mad, but agreed. I was fuming, so I let my sister pay and I went to crank up the car. I walked to the door, casually pushed it open and started heading toward the car. Owner of the joint followed me out, screaming HEY at me. I thought that he thought I wasn't paying, so I turned around to explain it.
His drunk ass thought I shoved his door too hard on my way out, and decided to go all billy badass, from a safe distance, started screaming at me about how I was in the wrong country, and how people with my attitude get put in a barrel around there.
Being a hell of a long way from home, and staying the night in a tiny, hick town in the west texas desert, I laughed at him and walked away.
Much as I would have liked to given his toilet an upper decker, I gave him a shit google review instead, and had a good laugh about it on the way home. From what I read, it wasn't the first time he had pulled that shit.
TLDR version:
Slow service, no food, drunk idiot, threat of murder, bad google review.
I was tired, hungry, and pissed off, so I asked for the check for the drinks and to cancel my order. Waiter was mad, but agreed. I was fuming, so I let my sister pay and I went to crank up the car. I walked to the door, casually pushed it open and started heading toward the car. Owner of the joint followed me out, screaming HEY at me. I thought that he thought I wasn't paying, so I turned around to explain it.
His drunk ass thought I shoved his door too hard on my way out, and decided to go all billy badass, from a safe distance, started screaming at me about how I was in the wrong country, and how people with my attitude get put in a barrel around there.
Being a hell of a long way from home, and staying the night in a tiny, hick town in the west texas desert, I laughed at him and walked away.
Much as I would have liked to given his toilet an upper decker, I gave him a shit google review instead, and had a good laugh about it on the way home. From what I read, it wasn't the first time he had pulled that shit.
TLDR version:
Slow service, no food, drunk idiot, threat of murder, bad google review.
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