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"Talk Slower, I'm Stupid"
Oct. 27th, 2009 10:45 pmYep. Totally said that today.
I hate when I say shit that I think is totally clever and it just goes over everyone's heads.
I worked tonight (yay!) cause someone called out. I did take-out while I hosted - there is really no need to have a take-out person during the winter but Jenna the mean bartender gave me the take-out card and told me I could use it "if I wanted to." Well... hosting is boring as hell, so of course I wanted to. So this lady came in and said she wanted to order take-out, and I was like, okay, what do you want? And she was like, I'll just order at the bar, it's okay. And I said, she's really busy at the bar, I can take your order. And the lady was like, it's all right dear, I'll wait for her. And I was like, she can't even ring you up, I have the card. Just let me know what you'd like, I'll take care of it. And so... she picked up a menu and pointed to the things she wanted, reading them out loud while pointing to each word and also reading the prices, like, "I'll have the (pause, point) chicken (pause, point) finger (pause, point) platter (pause, point) eight (pause, point) ninety nine. Okay? You got that? And here (turns menu over) here I'll have the (pause, point) ham-bur-ger (pause, point) platter (pause, point) five (pause, point) ninety nine and the (pause, point) chicken (pause, point) club (pause, point) six (pause, point) forty nine. Okay? Do you have that? Do you need me to write that down for you?"
And I was like, no, I think I got it, chicken fingers, hamburger, chicken club, right? And she was like, "plat-ter, chicken plat-ter."
And so, I was like (as I'm grabbing an order form and writing this down, which I wasn't going to do except for she expressed such doubt in my ability to remember something for the thirty seconds it would take to ring it up) "can you say that a little slower? Sorry, I'm kind of stupid."
And of course the lady continued with her pointing and reading, including pointing to the lines on the order form where she though I should be writing things, and then watching me intently while I rung her up and inspecting her ticket carefully -
And Jenna the bartender was like, "oh, Lara, don't say that, you're not stupid!"
Sigh. Yes, I know I'm not stupid. That's not what I meant...
I hate when I say shit that I think is totally clever and it just goes over everyone's heads.
I worked tonight (yay!) cause someone called out. I did take-out while I hosted - there is really no need to have a take-out person during the winter but Jenna the mean bartender gave me the take-out card and told me I could use it "if I wanted to." Well... hosting is boring as hell, so of course I wanted to. So this lady came in and said she wanted to order take-out, and I was like, okay, what do you want? And she was like, I'll just order at the bar, it's okay. And I said, she's really busy at the bar, I can take your order. And the lady was like, it's all right dear, I'll wait for her. And I was like, she can't even ring you up, I have the card. Just let me know what you'd like, I'll take care of it. And so... she picked up a menu and pointed to the things she wanted, reading them out loud while pointing to each word and also reading the prices, like, "I'll have the (pause, point) chicken (pause, point) finger (pause, point) platter (pause, point) eight (pause, point) ninety nine. Okay? You got that? And here (turns menu over) here I'll have the (pause, point) ham-bur-ger (pause, point) platter (pause, point) five (pause, point) ninety nine and the (pause, point) chicken (pause, point) club (pause, point) six (pause, point) forty nine. Okay? Do you have that? Do you need me to write that down for you?"
And I was like, no, I think I got it, chicken fingers, hamburger, chicken club, right? And she was like, "plat-ter, chicken plat-ter."
And so, I was like (as I'm grabbing an order form and writing this down, which I wasn't going to do except for she expressed such doubt in my ability to remember something for the thirty seconds it would take to ring it up) "can you say that a little slower? Sorry, I'm kind of stupid."
And of course the lady continued with her pointing and reading, including pointing to the lines on the order form where she though I should be writing things, and then watching me intently while I rung her up and inspecting her ticket carefully -
And Jenna the bartender was like, "oh, Lara, don't say that, you're not stupid!"
Sigh. Yes, I know I'm not stupid. That's not what I meant...
