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IHOPping Mad

July 24, 2011

This past weekend centered around my dining out at the IHOP in Niagara Falls, Ontario, of which there are actually three. The hotel I stayed at was across the street from one IHOP and two blocks up the street from another. I was nicely located between two IHOPs. That was great for me.

Saturday morning, I hopped across the street at went to IHOP for breakfast. It was wonderful. No complaints what-so-ever. In fact, it was so good, I could see no reason not to go back there Sunday morning for breakfast.

Sunday morning was when things went wrong.

I walked in there and found the place not busy at all. I was promptly seated and given a menu and a specials menu. I kindly waited for a server to take my order.

From where I sat, I could see right into the wait station. Two waiters chatted friendly with each other.

I was the only table seated in that section. Let’s call me Table A. A couple of minutes later, two tables over from me, a group of three men were seated. Let’s call them Table B. Thus making the number of occupied tables in section two, A and B. Then the table directly between me and the wait station was occupied with two people. Call them Table C. Three occupied tables in the section.

A waiter left the wait station and approached Table B for their drink orders. He promptly returned to B with the drinks then made his way over to Table C and took their drink orders.

As the waiter delivered the drinks to Table C another group was sat down next to Table B, call them Table D. A waiter appeared instantly and took their drink orders.

It was at that very moment, any enthusiam I had for eating at that restaurant was gone. I stood up and walked out of the restaurant. As I casually made my way past the wait station, a waitress in the station whom I had seen working diligently in another section of the restaurant asked the two male waiters I’d seen chatting it up prior to the arrivals of Tables B, C and D “Who had that table?”

I didn’t stick around to hear the answers given by the waiters. I didn’t need to stick around to hear the answers. I knew the only truthful answer to the question.

NOBODY!

I was seated then promptly ignored by every single employee of the restaurant. Three tables were seated after my arrival. Those three tables were all given the ability to order drink; two of which received their drinks. Not once was my existence acknowledged.

Suffice it to say, a couple of shitty waiters are being given the Faggot of the Day award.

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5 Comments leave one →
  1. July 24, 2011 8:02 pm

    Good for you. And even better someone else saw them. Now if only one of the has the gonads to ‘fess up to management about why you walked out. I agree: FotD for sure.

    This IHOP has lots of competition. Lots of other nearby places waiting to take my money.

  2. July 25, 2011 4:11 am

    Boy howdy they deserve the FotD! I’m sorry you got treated so poorly!

    I hate it when things like that happen. Once, we were seated, had our order taken, and then never received it. We saw table who’d been seated after us receive their food, and after an hour we finally found the manager. Turned out our waitress had forgotten to put our order in to the kitchen. And she never once came by to check on us.

    Oh, it was also at an iHOP.

    There are plenty of good waiters and waitresses out there. Unfortunetly, there are some who aren’t. And they make everybody look bad.

  3. Bob permalink
    July 25, 2011 11:03 am

    That sucks man. You have me worried about going to IHOP next week.

    Go to the one across the street from Fallsview Casino in the Four Points hotel.

  4. Riot Kitty permalink
    July 25, 2011 9:48 pm

    That would have royally pissed me off.

    I was pissed enough to walk out of a pancake restaurant. PANCAKE!

  5. July 26, 2011 7:41 pm

    That’s crappy. I would have done the same, but would have also made a snappy remark at the waiters as I walked out. I work my ass off at my job, so it kills me to see people take theirs so lightly… no matter what they do

    I don’t like giving the local yokels another reason to hate on people from the big city.

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