I survived another Dine LA restaurant week. Dine LA is the St. Patrick's Day for foodies. Most of the people participating in it are amateurs, don't go out in public much, but somehow think they are culinary critics. Pretty much all the people who write on Yelp. I had three Asian ladies sitting in my section. They were giving me a very bitchy vibe, but I tried to ignore it. One of them was drinking wine, but they all were there for Dine LA. When clearing the first course, the wine lady yells, "I'm not done with that!" when I tried to clear her plate. She had her fork across her plate and only had a piece of lettuce left. Then at some point, the wine lady snaps at my co-worker, holds up the wine menu and says she needs another glass. Listen up: Not all servers look alike, you racists! They get their entrees, and then, the real bitchiness happens. They call me over and the wine lady asks me about some of the greens on h...
I am the leader of the server revolution! Taking the power away from the customers and putting it back in the hands of the bartenders and servers. Yelp off!!!