
As Louise turned to leave, a wave of nausea hit her. There, on the counter, sat a half-eaten steak, cold and unappetizing. She grimaced, reaching for a plate to clear it away. Suddenly, a gruff voice boomed, “Hold on there, kiddo! What do you think you’re doing? Why waste good food?” It was Andy, the senior waiter, his face a permanent scowl. He eyed the plate, then the unsuspecting customer, a smirk twisting his lips. “Waste not, want not!” he rasped, snatching the plate from Louise. “Serve it to him!” Louise’s stomach lurched. “We can’t serve that, Mr. Miller!” she protested. “It’s cold and…” “Relax,” Andy interrupted, waving a dismissive hand. ” The new guy in town, probably won’t know the difference.” Shame burned Louise’s cheeks. With trembling hands, she picked up the tray and served it to Higashi. “This isn’t what I ordered,” Higashi said, pointing at the food. “No, I don’t want this.” Before Louise could respond, Andy appeared beside the table, his face darkening. He began to humiliate the customer, assuming he didn’t understand English well, not realizing that he would soon find himself in the hands of a police officer.đ
Manager Forced Waitress to Serve Leftovers to Foreign Customer, Life Taught Him a Lesson Immediately â Story of the Day October 13, 2024 – by NEWS – Leave a Comment Higashi, a Japanese tourist, entered …
As Louise turned to leave, a wave of nausea hit her. There, on the counter, sat a half-eaten steak, cold and unappetizing. She grimaced, reaching for a plate to clear it away. Suddenly, a gruff voice boomed, “Hold on there, kiddo! What do you think you’re doing? Why waste good food?” It was Andy, the senior waiter, his face a permanent scowl. He eyed the plate, then the unsuspecting customer, a smirk twisting his lips. “Waste not, want not!” he rasped, snatching the plate from Louise. “Serve it to him!” Louise’s stomach lurched. “We can’t serve that, Mr. Miller!” she protested. “It’s cold and…” “Relax,” Andy interrupted, waving a dismissive hand. ” The new guy in town, probably won’t know the difference.” Shame burned Louise’s cheeks. With trembling hands, she picked up the tray and served it to Higashi. “This isn’t what I ordered,” Higashi said, pointing at the food. “No, I don’t want this.” Before Louise could respond, Andy appeared beside the table, his face darkening. He began to humiliate the customer, assuming he didn’t understand English well, not realizing that he would soon find himself in the hands of a police officer.đ Read More