Those are the adjectives that best describe my breakfast this morning. Arriving very early for a Success Rally at Kahala Mall (classy place) this morning, I decided to grab a breakfast and check my e-mail. I could only find one restaurant open at this hour (7:30 AM). I prefer not to say the name of this place, but I will say that their name starts with a letter extremely deep in the alphabet.
Upon arriving I saw a full house, with only one waitress running around, and looking quite “harried” She shouted at me (without looking at me) from across the room saying, “I’ll be right with you”. She was busy taking orders. I thought that it would have been nice for her to at least point me to a table so I could begin checking my e-mail while waiting for service. After about five minutes the manager came by and said, “She will be right with you”. I commented, “Yeah, that’s what she said”. He got my message and showed me to a table.
After about five minutes the waitress came by and poured me a cup of coffee. She was so rushed that she missed the cup with some of it causing me to quickly pick up my lap top. She rushed off to get some napkins saying, “The other girl is supposed to be here”. Looking around at the crowd I was thinking that maybe four or five more would be better.
After wiping up the coffee mess she attempted to walk off, but I stopped her and told her that I was ready to order. She didn’t like that, but pulled out her order pad and starred at me. I ordered the veggie omelet with whole wheat toast, and off she went. I had to ask her to bring some cream for my coffee.
When the food eventually came it was barely warm; not even hot enough to melt the cheese. I waited a while (too long) for her to come back to the table and decided to eat it anyway. About half way through, the manager dropped by to see if my now empty coffee needed warming. He asked how everything was and as I pulled a long black hair out of my omelet I said, “I’m not sure what’s worse, the cold food or the hair in it”. The shocking part was that he didn’t look too surprised as he said, “I will have them re-do that for you”. Knowing that it would come from the same kitchen, I said, “No, that’s okay, I have had enough”. I meant that in more ways than one.
He attempted to make everything alright by saying that there would be no charge for my breakfast.
I wonder just how much this experience actually cost this business.