On Thursdays Dave does his south run down into Cleburne and
is occasionally back up north in time for us to meet for a late lunch. Today was
such a day. We met in Midlothian at Jimmy’s Pizza.
We were seated at a booth near the kitchen. In fact, the entrance
to the kitchen was right behind us. The place was pretty empty, mostly because
it was 1:30 in the afternoon and the lunch rush had already cleared out.
We ordered our pizza and unsweet iced tea. Dave and I both
thought the iced tea tasted funny. It was very weak and overall tasted odd. Not
a big deal, everyone makes their tea differently.
When the waitress came by the next time to ask us how
everything was and tell us our pizza was on its way, we kindly asked her if we
could have water (and a coke for Dave) instead. We were very polite, smiling, and
non confrontational. It was really not a big deal.
She gave us a funny look so I explained by saying, “It
tastes a little off, I think.” Also very politely. She took our glasses and went into the kitchen.
Once she was gone Dave said he’d heard her say, as she
walked into the kitchen, “Well, that’s because I blew my nose in it.” in a very
snotty (pun intended!) tone of voice.
I was astonished. We’d not been rude. We’d not been
demanding. We’d not been angry. We simply asked for different drinks. I told Dave that I thought perhaps we needed
to leave as I was no longer comfortable eating here if our waitress was
going to say such things.
Obviously, she’d overheard us, just as we’d overheard her.
Before we could get up and leave she came with our pizza. She set it down on
the table and said, “I didn’t blow my nose in the tea. We’ve just had a lot of
complaints about it today.” And she left.
Um, what? First of all, I do appreciate that she didn’t
actually blow her nose in the tea. I didn’t think she really had, but her
saying that does not negate the fact that she was rude and insulting to her
patrons. And how do those two items go together anyway? She didn’t actually
apologize for her snotty comment, nor did her second statement explain why she would say that.
We went ahead and ate our pizza, and she kept coming by and
asking how everything was, like everything was normal. It was so odd.
I really want to like this place. I am all about supporting
our local business, but this is the 3rd time we’ve been there and
had astoundingly lousy service.
I learned two things today. One, watch what you say! If it’s
something you would not want a certain person, or group of people to here, for
goodness sake, JUST DON’T SAY IT!
And second. Jimmy’s Pizza in Midlothian is now dead to me.
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