Why?

Why do people do the things they do? Like...why does this couple come into the restaurant, walk rudely past me to a table I remember them sitting at before, stand at the table, snap their drink and salad order at me as if I'm in the wrong for not knowing what they want before they say it? Why do they stare at me when I'm asking about their meal as if I shouldn't speak unless spoken to...then when they speak to me seem upset that I didn't anticipate their need? They treat me as if I was created to serve them...and it is an angering thing to realize that. If I didn't know that I was of value, regardless of my occupation, they would make me feel like a second-class citizen for being a waitress.

And why...do two young women order $30 worth of food, which we all know they'll never be able to eat it all...and then leave a tip of $2? You can't tell me they don't know the custom of tipping 10-20%.

Why...do people blame me for the policies put in place by the company I work for? It's not my fault extra cheese is $2 more...or that ranch dressing is 50Cents(even when purchased with wings)...or that Stuffed Crust is ALWAYS $2 more...or that a certain pizza was discontinued...or that the coupons only save you 50 cents? On that last note, if you were willing to pay 15.99 for a large pizza and wings when you had the coupon, then why do you get upset that the day you decide to order it...the wings are on sale making your meal cheaper than expected?...oh, and then you decide to not buy the wings because you can't use your coupon?! Why can't you order the cheaper meal today...and save the coupon for another day!?

And why do people cut you off in the middle of the greeting that you HAVE to say...immediately begin ordering...and then get upset when you ask them to repeat their order after you tell them you have to take their name and phone number before placing an order?

And why do people get upset when you say their name wrong?...It's not my fault someone else entered your name in as Dee in stead of Bea.

Why are people so ridiculously crazy?...Why do I think you'll have an answer? Why won't I just stop writing this post so I can get enough rest to deal with the whys that I'll be asking myself tomorrow when some more customers do strange things?