The Traitor Lobster Benedict Arnold

The evil Benedict reared it's ugly head again. This time fooling a customer with a poached egg on their Lobster Benedict. And the customer exclaimed,

"I didn't know there are poached eggs on Lobster Benedict. I don't want no poached egg."

I don't even know where to begin with this. Who the hell doesn't know that there are poached eggs on ANYTHING Benedict?

And to make things even better, it actually said in the description of the dish, that it had poached eggs.

Now the customer is just dumb and can't read. And that's no way to go through life.

Plus, you just wasted Lobster. That's a crime in itself!

I offered to make things better, but she pulled the old, "I'm not hungry anymore" line on me. At this point, I was fine with that. Seriously? You don't go to a restaurant hungry, and then suddenly not be hungry. That's not how it works. You are mixing up your emotions. You're still hungry, but now you're just being an asshole...

A hungry asshole.

Until next time... Server's don't pay their rent with compliments.

"Bitter. Party of 1? Your table is ready."

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