Don't eat the salt.
OK..so I'm writing this here because I want to remember it.
Last night..Ksusha, Matt, Rob, and I went to Chilis to eat dinner.
We got an appetizer and Matt got a margarita (he IS 21).
When it got to the table, twice I took my FINGER and wiped some SALT off the side of the glass.
5 mins. later..this fat guy, in a white shirt with a 'cool' headset on, walks over to our table saying he's the manager and demands to see my ID.
"Can I see your ID ma'am? Show me your ID. SHOW me your ID." in a really loud, obnoxious voice.
(seems he was trying to look really cool and important being the manager & yelling at some kids)
So I flip through my wallet thing and give him my ID. We're all like..um wtf is going on?
He's like "YOU are under 21! Consuming alcohol is against the law! I can call the cops and fill out an OFFICIAL report AND get you arrested."
-"Um...I ate the salt."
~"My employee informed me you guys ordered an alcoholic drink, I stood over there ::points:: and WATCHED you dip your finger in his drink!"
-"No...all I did was take the salt off the glass. There's no alcohol in that."
~"yes there is!"
-"No...we all work at restaurants and you use lime juice to put the salt on the glasses"
~"NOT in MYY restaurant!! we use alcohol!"
Koosh-"maybe you should have that WRITTEN somewhere then? how are we supposed to know??"
~~~some more of his bitching~~~
~"ANd I saw you have a family member who's a cop (he saw my LBA card), is that right?"
-"umm yeah..? my dad's a Lieutenant?"
~"It doesn't matter, my BROTHER is the CAPTAIN of THIS PRECINCT!!
(at which me and koosh thought: at least your brother DID something with his life)
I'll call the police and your dad will have to come get you out of jail"
Us-"umm...okkk......."
soooo...the guy took away Matt's margarita. haha.
We asked for the check (I was way too angry to order anything else).
We were nice. And paid..plus tipped.
But I was mad...really mad...I didn't even eat more than one bite of the meal I paid for.
I wrote on the check:
"Tell your manager to go FUCK himself. Have a nice night though."
And I said..RUN.
As Koosh and I ran out to the car we saw the manager pick up the check, read it, and proceed to BUST through the front doors and charge his fat ass into the parking lot.
We were like "Matt RUNNN!!"
I pulled out of my spot and screeched out of the parking lot.
As we passed over the lot (we went down jericho) we saw the manager going after Matt.
Koosh had a minor heart attack..."he's going to get arrested!"
We went back into the sears parking lot and I called Matt and he said the guy was bitching at him.
"You're committing an illegal act by allowing a minor to consume alcohol! You should have stopped her! She's in big trouble because ::waves check around:: I HAVE HER HAND WRITING! They'll find her!"
~~Manager starts writing something on the check~~
Matt-"what are you doing..??"
~"I'm writing down your license plate number"
...wtf?
So yeah..we went across street to Trader Joes parking lot and watched as a couple mall security
guys drove around and a cop car pulled in front of Chili's.
The cop was probably like..umm..wtf are you freaking out about?
Yeah so Koosh and I are going to be calling the Chili's corp and try to get this guy fired. Woot.
Last night..Ksusha, Matt, Rob, and I went to Chilis to eat dinner.
We got an appetizer and Matt got a margarita (he IS 21).
When it got to the table, twice I took my FINGER and wiped some SALT off the side of the glass.
5 mins. later..this fat guy, in a white shirt with a 'cool' headset on, walks over to our table saying he's the manager and demands to see my ID.
"Can I see your ID ma'am? Show me your ID. SHOW me your ID." in a really loud, obnoxious voice.
(seems he was trying to look really cool and important being the manager & yelling at some kids)
So I flip through my wallet thing and give him my ID. We're all like..um wtf is going on?
He's like "YOU are under 21! Consuming alcohol is against the law! I can call the cops and fill out an OFFICIAL report AND get you arrested."
-"Um...I ate the salt."
~"My employee informed me you guys ordered an alcoholic drink, I stood over there ::points:: and WATCHED you dip your finger in his drink!"
-"No...all I did was take the salt off the glass. There's no alcohol in that."
~"yes there is!"
-"No...we all work at restaurants and you use lime juice to put the salt on the glasses"
~"NOT in MYY restaurant!! we use alcohol!"
Koosh-"maybe you should have that WRITTEN somewhere then? how are we supposed to know??"
~~~some more of his bitching~~~
~"ANd I saw you have a family member who's a cop (he saw my LBA card), is that right?"
-"umm yeah..? my dad's a Lieutenant?"
~"It doesn't matter, my BROTHER is the CAPTAIN of THIS PRECINCT!!
(at which me and koosh thought: at least your brother DID something with his life)
I'll call the police and your dad will have to come get you out of jail"
Us-"umm...okkk......."
soooo...the guy took away Matt's margarita. haha.
We asked for the check (I was way too angry to order anything else).
We were nice. And paid..plus tipped.
But I was mad...really mad...I didn't even eat more than one bite of the meal I paid for.
I wrote on the check:
"Tell your manager to go FUCK himself. Have a nice night though."
And I said..RUN.
As Koosh and I ran out to the car we saw the manager pick up the check, read it, and proceed to BUST through the front doors and charge his fat ass into the parking lot.
We were like "Matt RUNNN!!"
I pulled out of my spot and screeched out of the parking lot.
As we passed over the lot (we went down jericho) we saw the manager going after Matt.
Koosh had a minor heart attack..."he's going to get arrested!"
We went back into the sears parking lot and I called Matt and he said the guy was bitching at him.
"You're committing an illegal act by allowing a minor to consume alcohol! You should have stopped her! She's in big trouble because ::waves check around:: I HAVE HER HAND WRITING! They'll find her!"
~~Manager starts writing something on the check~~
Matt-"what are you doing..??"
~"I'm writing down your license plate number"
...wtf?
So yeah..we went across street to Trader Joes parking lot and watched as a couple mall security
guys drove around and a cop car pulled in front of Chili's.
The cop was probably like..umm..wtf are you freaking out about?
Yeah so Koosh and I are going to be calling the Chili's corp and try to get this guy fired. Woot.