Do You Have Any Restaurants-From-Hell Experiences To Share Here?

There was a small restaurant close by that was called BLD. Just the initials nothing else. We soon began to call it "Bad Luck Diner". The food was good with generous portions and you knew they took care to make sure everything with at its best. The problem was the vacuum cleaner that would come roaring past your booth and the waitress who pushed it under the table making you lift your feet. You didn't dare let a crumb fall to the floor lest she see it and grab the roaring monster. I drive by BLD almost every day taking my son to work. It's now a BBQ place. I'm afraid to go there. No telling what they'd pull out if I accidentally dropped some sauce on the floor.

I don't eat out a lot and that's principally because I worked as a waitress when I was in college and I saw way too much. The restaurant that I worked at was on the lake and I recall going into the storage room one night and rats were running across the potatoes. I called it to the attention of the Chef and was advised that the health department allowed a certain number of rodents and bugs because it was difficult to keep them away from food. Not sure if that's true or not but it was the last time that I ate a potato at work. Here's another story. One of my co-workers waited on a customer who ordered spaghetti. When it was served, the customer complained that it was too watery. My co-worker took it back to the kitchen and they threw the entire plate of pasta into a dirty kitchen towel and squeezed the water out of it. The cook then put the pasta back into the bowl and poured more sauce onto the top. Now, do you see why I don't eat out often??????

I remember a few years ago going with my sister-in-law and my brother to a restaurant in Colorado-Marie Callendar's. What a horrible nightmare that was! We waited 2 hours to be served. I kept wanting to leave, but my sister in law was determined to get served. She resorted to yelling and whistling at the bus-boys,"Yo! Get me a waiter or waitress!" Of course they ignored her. I looked around the restaurant and noticed some waitresses and waiters standing around, chatting. It wouldn't have bothered me too much, except that the restaurant wasn't busy, and it was mid afternoon. Other people were being seated and served, except us. Finally, a waitress came over and took our orders. In between gum chomps, she asked each of us what we wanted. I didn't really care for what was on the menu, so I ordered a sandwich and a side of fries. Again, a long wait for the food to arrive. At one point I had to use the restaurant. My sister in law followed me, and on the way in the restroom we passd the gaggle of wait-staff chatting and joking to each other. Shaking my head, I went in. And discovered there were no paper products in the restroom. And it was so filthy it stunk. That was kinda the last straw for me. We went back to our table, and my sister in law started saying in a yelling voice, "What does somebody have to do to get served in here?" Eventually the food came, and it was terrible. My sister in law kept asking my brother, "Is your food okay?" Now, my sister in law hates cold food. She kept sending her food back to be heated up. Now it turns out that in her family they like to complain in restaurants, even if it's made up. I'd heard her brag about what her father used to do. Most people would have just left the restaurant and just chalked it up to a bad experience, but not my sister in law. She found the phone number of the ceo of Marie Callendar's and unloaded on him. The result was, we got free vouchers for Marie Callendar's. "Can't we just go to Burger King?" I whined as we pulled up to the restaurant. My brother gave me resigned look over his shoulder as he followed his wife inside, sighing. It was creepy when we went in-it's as though they were expecting us. Again, there was a gaggle of wait-staff standing around, and they stared at us intently. Oh-oh, I thought, wondering how much spittle was going to be on my food. After we were seated, this hispanic gentleman in a black vest came out, and went to our table. His name tag read Jesus. "Are you Gee-susss?" my sister in law shouted. I wanted to dive under the table, and crawl out of the restaurant. My brother winced, his face turning red. The man smiled, and said he was the manager. He said he just wanted to make sure our food and service were okay. I don't think I ever ate so fast in my life. I just wanted to get out of there. But no!! My sister in law wants to order pie. So, we all have pie. Even now when I hear the name Marie Callendar I cringe.

Yeah.. Hubby and I visited a newly opened restaurant in our place.. i was so excited to try it out since it's only a few blocks away from our condo.. we went there and ordered for hamburgers, grilled steak and mashed potatoes.. okay, we waited for an hour or so only to find out that the food wasn't appetizing at all.. yay! it was such a waste of time! and yes, the servants weren't approachable to their clients, grr! i swore myself never to visit the restaurant again!

Hi, I once went to TGIFRiday's.I seen the commercials and thought since I was in the area one was close by I decided to try it out. Big mistake. It took forever to get seated when there were not many people in the restraurant. Second the server did not get the orders correct. I could have understood if the employee was new but I think the person didn't care and was only there for a job. The food was HORRIBLE. With all that happened the manager finally came forward and apologized but we had made up our minds to never return and we have not gone to another TFIFridays since.Their food looks good on their commercials but in real life...not at all.

i dont have any of resturent becouse lake ofmoney actually i m student , i m not having this work to do , in future i would be having so i will take care of everything which i red from here

Well I've never had a negative experience with restaurants here where I am food-wise, but with regards to the crew, I have had a few. One time I bought a box of pizza at a pizza parlor and the cashier threw the cash (bills) at my face. I don't know if she intended it, but luckily for her I was surprised and wasn't able to speak right away. Hence, her manager beat me to it in reprimanding her or else she would've had a hellish experience from me as well. There was also once that I was carrying an umbrella and was obviously having difficulties lifting the tray and taking it to my table. The cashier wanted to call for someone to assist me but the manager saw me, saw that i was a guy, and said it's okay even though I was clearly having difficulties. These happened at the same pizza parlor, by the way. I wonder why I still visit that abominable place.