Everybody's always looking for a way to make a quick buck, but these people should have known better than to try to skimp out on these restaurants.
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"I worked in a pizza place for a bit each afternoon in high school. One woman called to complain about a strand of long blonde hair in her pizza. I informed her it was only me, with short black hair and the bald delivery guy working at the time. She told me she deserved her next order free because 'It was between the layers of cheese.' What? If you've ever made a pizza in your life then you know it is either on top of the cheese or underneath.
I told her that I wasn't able to help. That was when the delivery driver walked through the back door, grabbed the phone from my hand, shouted 'IF YOU WANTED TO SCAM A FREE PIZZA FROM US, YOU SHOULD HAVE LEFT ME WITH MORE THAN A $0.05 TIP!' and hung up the phone. He showed me the nickel. Apparently, she had exact change for the pizza, counted it out in front of him, and handed him the nickel, and said 'This is for your trouble.'
Mind you, this was a woman in her mid-30s who seemed to be hosting a dinner party and got a party size pizza with a huge side order of wings. I think it came to like $70 altogether."
"Back when I used to go to bars/clubs regularly, I had gotten a table with bottle service with another friend. We were waiting for a few more friends to arrive before we started drinking one of the bottles.
There was this well-known moocher at the club who used to make the rounds trying to score free drinks. He made his way to our table and tried to pour himself a glass, but we stopped him and told him we were waiting for some people to arrive.
He said, 'Cool' and then grabbed the leftover drink that I had sitting on the table. It was pretty much just back-wash, and I was too disgusted to stop him.
At least he got his free drink."
"I was at a restaurant with a group of buddies from work. So this one new guy ordered boneless chicken wings and a side order of fries and a soda. As we were finishing our meals and deciding what we were all doing the rest of the evening, we asked for our checks.
The waitress, who has been exceptional for such a big group, handed the new guy his check, and he responded with, 'Hey, your chicken wings sucked and the fries were cold.' He had eaten all of the food and dared to ask her to refund the money to his card. She came back with her manager and apologized and told him that his card had been refunded, to which he responded 'the tip too?' Oh, it set all of us off, we told him to get his stuff and leave. Then we each tipped the girl $20 bucks extra. She made about $200 in tips for dealing with that guy."
"There's a place in our town that offers an all you can eat seafood buffet. My granddad loves it and around once a month he invites everyone in the family to go. We all do because it's nice to catch up and see everyone.
My granddad has a sister who is incredibly tight with money, so tight it's cringe-worthy because she refuses to pay for a seafood buffet and because he wants everyone to be together, my granddad pays for his sister to come.
A little while ago we all began to notice that for a little old lady, whenever she comes to the seafood buffet, she carries a comically large handbag. She has been stacking her plate full of food and transferring it into plastic food containers she stores in her purse. She has been essentially bringing home a week's worth of seafood every time she goes out."
"My grandfather had a firmly held belief that any drink served in a restaurant should cost no more than 10 cents per glass.
So if the restaurant charged $1.50 for a sweet tea with free refills, he would sit there until he'd drank at least 15 glasses. Nobody else could leave until he finished."
"I was on a double date at a restaurant with a buy one, get one for $1 coupon.
My wife and I shared one big fajita entree. Our friends did the same. They also bought an expensive drink. We drank water.
When the bill came, our friend put down a dollar and said something like 'Ah so, you bought an entree and here is my $1.'
I was in shock.
Luckily, her fiancé gave her a nasty look and offered to pay half and for their drink.
They eventually divorced."
"When I worked at a coffee shop, people would try to take money out of our tip jar. Tipping wasn't mandatory; it was just for when a customer wanted us to have extra. I had people go 'Oh, I'm short,' and rummage through the jar for two dollars. I had to stop more than one customer and tell them it wasn't a free goodies jar for you to buy that extra doughnut, you prick."
"I worked at Tim Hortons when my wife and I first got married. I have an education, but as an immigrant, I could not get a work visa yet. However, they did the paperwork so that I could work to make ends meet.
I always volunteered to take the garbage outside, when no one else would even consider it because it afforded me one special opportunity. When changing the cans, I'd look for cups from McDonald's, which had those little stickers, and if you get six, you could redeem them for a free coffee.
This is how my wife and I could 'afford' coffee for the first year or so our marriage. Not many consider it a luxury, but for us, it was. We did not have money floating around to buy daily or even weekly coffees.
At Tim Hortons, you can only drink coffee during the shift that you work, so I could not bring anything home.
I don't feel bad about it. Is it cheap? Yes. As that old saying goes, if it's stupid and it works, it's not stupid. We made it through our tough times, and now we don't have to worry about that again. I was happy to do things like that so we could put our hard-earned money towards necessities, not luxuries."
"I used to work at a Chili's. If you sat in the bar area, you got 'free' chips and salsa.
Technically, they weren't free because you got one bowl with each entree purchased. However, the bar typically had parties of two or four, and most people didn't eat their entrees right away, so it was never an issue.
This lady came in one day with her four children. She had to have been at least 250 pounds. She ordered water for everyone and chips. They devoured the first plate; I brought out a second. They devoured that, so I brought a third.
I asked if I could take an order, and she told me they were waiting for more people. At this point, I knew something's up, and while I was in the back, I saw her kids stuffing chips into Ziplock bags.
I had to have brought out nearly a dozen refills on the chips before they tried to leave.
My manager intercepted them before they got up and dropped a $50 bill on their table (each bowl was $4.99).
She started complaining that chips and salsa were free, so he called her out on the ziplock bags.
Long story short, she had no money on her, the cops got called, and she got arrested (or at the very least led out of the restaurant).
We didn't honor her stunts, and we never saw her again."
"I used to work at a fish and chips restaurant that had an 'all you can eat' option, as well as all the other typical options. I wasn't in school at the time, so I worked a lot of day shifts. Maybe once every two weeks, we had this family of 15-20 people come in, and they would constantly try to share the all you can eat meal. They would order one for the kids to share and another for the adults. It wasn't as if they weren't familiar with the system, seeing as they came in so regularly. We would have to bring out the manager or owner every time they came in and would argue for much too long until they finally agreed to order appropriately.
Then there was the group of people who ordered one drink with a ridiculous amount side cups. Of course, they were expecting that they could share one 'bottomless' pop with the entire table. Sorry, it doesn't work that way.
My personal favorite was one Friday night, my coworkers and I were sitting at the staff table after finishing work. We had a pretty good view of the rest of the tables. There was a group of guys sitting at one of the tables, and they were eating their all you can eat meal. They were bigger guys, which accounts for the massive amounts of food they were ordering, but they had been there for a while, and we were waiting for them to head out so we could close up the restaurant. One of my coworkers nudged me, and I glanced over to see one of these guys putting the fish and chips into his shirt. Sure enough, that was what they had been doing with the majority of their food.
We were laughing at them (they hadn't realized they'd been caught at that time) and trying to figure out where all that fish was going. They eventually left, and we looked outside to see these guys, just ecstatic with their feat, stripping off their outer layers and displaying disgusting, grease-soaked, fish and chips filled t-shirts tucked into their pants.
That last one would usually bother me, but it was quite frankly pretty funny to watch. Not sure how appetizing that food would be, after having to 'fish' it out of your shirt."
"We used to frequent a bar when we were younger because they accepted our fake ID's and sold $1 drinks on Friday nights. I'll never forget the night one of my mates came up to me when it was my turn to buy and told me that he would like to opt out of that round and if I could give him the $1 instead."
"My friend was notorious for being cheap. At parties or potlucks where we all brought food to share, she would monitor her dishes and scold people if they took too much. She would also bring Tupperware and bring home all the leftovers. She didn't even give people the chance to take their own food home, or worse, she would start piling the food in Tupperware halfway through the party. We finally called her out on it and stopped inviting her to our parties.
Before we stopped hanging out with her, a big group of us went to a Brazilian steakhouse for a celebration of one of our friends. We all agreed to pay for ourselves and split our friend's tab because that's what normal people do. My friend and I had actually won gift cards to the restaurant at an event we were at, and we were going to pay for everyone. At most, people would only pitch in for tips. As soon as we got there, my cheap friend made a big deal about separate tabs and making sure the server knew she was only paying for her and her husband and a portion of our friend's bill. We didn't say anything about the gift cards at this point, and all of us except the cheapos were ordering drinks and appetizers. She was losing her mind about the portion she had to pay for our friend.
We ended up having a great time anyway. She was livid when the bill came because our friend had two drinks and a dessert. None of the rest of us cared, we were there to have fun and celebrate, and I told her I would pay her portion. She was visibly relieved and going on and on about it 'just being fair.' I told the server that I was paying for everyone but the cheapos before handing over the gift cards which were even enough to cover tip since we didn't have to pay for cheapos' dinners. The looks on their faces were priceless. They couldn't believe we wouldn't pay for their meals and kept saying how unfair it was. We never went out to dinner with them again."
"I work at Subway. People go through a lot to get free food.
There was one guy who came in after eating his entire footlong and complained that there weren't enough jalapeños and demanded a free sandwich.
Another time a guy who came in a few hours after purchasing his food came with a small bit of sandwich and a huge moth in it, saying it was in our spinach and didn't notice us putting it in the sandwich. The best part was he showed all of us pictures of moths on his phone that he found in his house. He demanded 15 free footlongs and kept bragging about how great he was for not suing.
A younger kid came in with a knife bigger than his sandwich, saying he took a bite and 'found it in there.'
We also used to give out free cookies on Sundays, and it would always be two random less popular flavors. One day a lady called the store three times within an hour to angrily tell me how much she did not like the flavor of her free cookie. I ended up having to give her a free cookie of her choice. People are lame."
"A British guy I worked with in China (we were English teachers) would come to lunch or dinner with a group of us regularly, but he never ordered anything. We'd all order drinks and a bunch of food (all dirt cheap, since this was China in the early 2000s). He would say he was not hungry or thirsty. After five minutes, he'd ask for a glass and 'have a little of our drink.' Next thing we knew, he had a pair of chopsticks and would be shoveling food in like crazy. The bill eventually came, and when we were all chipping in, he made some comment about how 'he didn't order anything.' This happened multiple times before our collective patience had been exhausted. He then proceeded to label us 'homophobic' (he was gay) because we didn't invite him out and actively avoided him. Fun guy."
"My buddy always asked for water, a plate of lemons, and sweeteners then made his own terrible lemonade. He had a good job and was living in a house his parents bought him. I almost felt the need to tell the waiter I was a good tipper at new restaurants because I was afraid we would both be branded cheap and rude from the start. Thankfully when he got married, his wife made him stop being such a tight embarrassment."
"During Lent, a place near me has all you can eat fish or clam strips for a set price on Friday night. There are rules: You can't eat one order, then another, and then ask for a third order to go. You have to eat it there.
One time, I saw a guy try to take it home, and they said no. So he ordered it anyway. The clams came, he paid the bill, and the second the waitress left, I saw him take out his handkerchief (which I pray was clean), dump all the second order of clams on it and pulled the corners up like a hobo's sack and walked out."
"A buddy of mine is the worst tipper I've ever met in my life. Our server at Buffalo Wild Wings one time 'brought refills too quickly' causing her to 'frequently interrupt our discussion.' To him, this meant she didn't deserve a tip from him at all. After my buddies and I scolded him for a while, he left a 5-percent tip. We figured this was as good as he was going to get. However, after we all left, I looked back and saw that he took his tip money and put it back in his pocket."
"When I delivered pizza, there was a guy who ordered from us several times a week, and the conversations would go like this:
Customer: 'How much is that?'
Customer: 'Okay. Tell the driver I'm paying with a $20 bill, and I want one $1.65 back.'
He never tipped, never smiled, and never said thank you. One Friday night, his order was the final of a six-order run, and the previous customers had taken all my change. I ended up shorting him a dime and apologized.
By the time I got back to the store, my boss was on the phone trying to calm him down because, to quote, 'I refused to give him his change.'"
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"I went to an ice cream shop last weekend and got an ice cream float. When the lady was putting ice cream into the glass, she put it on a scale and scooped up the tiniest sliver to ice cream and put it back in the display case. It couldn't have been more than $0.05 worth of vanilla that she put back."
"I saw something last week that has me a bit shocked, even now. Every week, my daughter and I do pizza night from Little Ceaser's. It's cheap, it's filling, and she likes it, so it's a win-win.
While I was waiting for my order, a guy came in and asked if they had any sausage pizzas. They told him they had just put one in and asked if that was what he wanted. He did, so they rang it up, and he paid. Then when the pizza came out, he said, 'What do you mean, sausage? I ordered pepperoni. If I'm going to have to wait, I want some free bread.'
The new shift manager who had just come in after this guy came in, agreed and took care of him. This was all happening while the other employees and I were sitting there in shock that this guy had the stones to do that to get a $3 order of bread for free. After he walked out, and I got my pizza, I talked to the employees and said, 'I heard him order a sausage pizza, I watched you ring him up for sausage. I'm not nuts, am I?' They had all seen/heard the same."
"I was delivering pizza and had a guy say 'I talked with [manager's name], and he said this one was on the house.' I had already handed him the pizza before accepting payment, and I was kind of gullible on that one. I didn't think to call the manager and check if it was legit or not.
I got back to the store and told the manager what happened, and he was like 'Dang it, that guy again. Alright, well he's blacklisted now.'"