55. Getting Karen Kicked Out
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So about two years ago, I started waitressing at a small family-owned restaurant in my small town. Everyone that came in were regulars, and we all talked.
Well, one morning, my parents came in with my five younger siblings. I was waiting on them while the other waitress got the table next to them. So I wasn’t paying attention to that table.
There was only one man and a woman, both older and I’d never seen them before. I’m taking care of my family and bringing their food out and going to my other tables when the table next to my family apparently starts calling me dumb and saying other incredibly inappropriate things about me with my young siblings sitting right there.
I don’t know about any of this when I come to my parents to refill their drinks, and the lady at the other table starts yelling at me. I am dumbfounded because I had no idea what was going on.
Apparently, the other waitress hadn’t come to get their drink order. My mom then proceeded to yell at her, “If it’s that much of a problem, leave. Don’t yell at my daughter for something that has nothing to do with her.” At that, the owner came out and kicked the couple out, and I haven’t seen them since.
