It's just cheesecake! Relax!

Last night, Geoff and I stopped into the Cheesecake Factory for a quick dessert. Our waitress was extremely nice, but extremely stressed. The tables around us were running this girl around like a chicken with her head cut off. One table in particular really upset me. As soon as she put the food down, the nasty faces appeared and the random demands were blurted out. They stressed her out so much that she couldn't remember to bring me a glass of skim milk to accompany my Apple Crisp (Yum)! She appeared back at their table with a tray full of condiments in small containers. Then someone needed silverwear. Then someone didn't like their water. The list goes on and on! This poor girl was trying so hard to make them happy but she was fighting a losing battle. And worst of all, I am sure they gave her a horrible tip.

So I am writing today because I don't want to be that person and I truly hope that I am not. I have a mild case of (self-diagnosed) OCD. When I go to a restaurant, I have to eat the things that I like in the way that I like them. For example, if I have a burger, it must be cooked Medium with American Cheese, Bacon, Ketchup, Mustard, Pickles, Lettuce, 1 Tomato, and BBQ Sauce on the side. I never give attitude to my waitstaff though. But even though I don't give attitude, the special requests are a little much at times. So this week I will try an experiment. I will be away at training for work and will dine at a bunch of restaurants. I will not make ANY special requests this week. We will see how it goes! I just don't wanna be like the diners last night!