D wrote:

> The Ranger wrote:
>
> > We were dining out at a local restaurant recently and were pretty
> > liberal in the amount of food and drinks we ordered (there were twelve
> > of us). We weren't loud and obnoxious, as large groups _can_ get but
> > were enjoying ourselves.
> >
> > When the time came to pay the bill, SWMBO reviewed the check and
> > noticed a couple discrepencies (three drinks and an appetizer added);
> > not a huge amount given the overall bill but not items we were
> > provided. She brought it up to the hostess and she, in turn, brought
> > it to the waiter. He immediately returned and tossed the "revised"
> > bill into the middle of the table with, "I can't believe this..."
> >
> > It stopped all conversations.
> >
> > I reached for it and reviewed it this time and walked back up to the
> > hostess' station.
> >
> > "Get John. Now."
> >
> > "Is there something I can help you with?"
> >
> > "Yes. You can get John."
> >
> > The waiter came over at that point and asked, "Is there something
> > wrong this time?"
> >
> > "Yes, as a matter of fact there is. Nothing John can't fix, though." I
> > said in my most charming tone.
> >
> > "Then let me look at it again," he demanded as he stuck his hand out
> > for the bill.
> >
> > There are times when Death rides my shoulder and this was one such
> > moment. I simply stared at him. He became uncomfortable and started to
> > shift back and forth and his arm dropped to his side.
> >
> > John emerged from the back of house and saw me staring at the waiter.
> > "Mr. Ranger. How may I be of service."
> >
> > "There was a minor mistake made and when SWMBO brought it to our
> > server's," I gestered to the waiter still standing there, "he
> > corrected it but then tossed it at our table with a comment. He's
> > still giving attitude and I'd like to adjust his tip accordingly."
> >
> > John was no longer looking at me but glaring a hole into his waiter's
> > forehead. "Certainly. May I see the receipt?"
> >
> > I handed it over and John handed it to our waiter. "You'll pay for
> > this ticket. Now. You'll immediately apologize to this customer and
> > his wife and then come see me. Will there be anything else, Mr. Ranger."
> >
> > "No," I said extending my hand, "thank you."


If i had been the waiter, at that point i would have resigned rather
than put up with being spoken to by the 'boss' like that.

Nor, as a 'boss' would i have spoken to an employee like that, perhaps
its rare but i was indoctrinated in the military to not humilate a
person in front of other people. The boss should have just given him
instructions to change (not pay it!) the bill and come to his office.

I have quite jobs just cause the 'boss' thought they could yell at me,
or try to intimidate me. They might be able to do so, but only once, i
wont put up with it.

Not that i have ever had a job where it might have been worth it but i
like to think i would stick to my principles even if.

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Mr. Joseph Littleshoes Esq.

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