r/TikTokCringe • u/mindyour • 19h ago

Discussion She almost ruined a proposal.

This was at Crescent Bay Point Park, which allows people to book it special occasions.

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u/BEconcubine_no3685 18h ago

Every time I see this meme I am brought back to being a server at a breakfast joint waiting hand and foot every Sunday on the most demanding, insufferable “bathed in his blood” ass elders who would leave literal pocket change for their weekly ritual torture.

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u/wildwildwaste 18h ago

I got fired from being a busboy at four of these joints when I was 16 (1995ish) for various issues on Sundays, the worst being pouring a half full pitcher of water on top of a couple who wouldn't stop giving a pregnant server shit because her hair was dyed purple.

I learned pretty quick that I wasn't cut out for customer facing roles.

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u/1991K75S 15h ago

I worked at every level of restaurant service and was goddamn good at it including charm, wit, food knowledge at dives, pubs, and hoity toity joints and let me assure you that it never got less strenuous dealing with the public. You made the right choice.

I'm out now and have been for a long time:

People generally are going out for a nice time but they occasionally seem to ruin it for themselves. Ultimately we evolved from animals and we have all the animal requirements for self preservation that make us shitty when we are hungry or stressed etc. and we take that out on the busboy/waiter/bartender.

Once I was a bartender it was better but still not perfect but I had a schtick that worked for me which was to engage the troublesome customers with a fictional anecdote about myself told in an amusing way that distracted them from their own shit. It 99% worked great.

People are children.

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u/HomeMadeWhiskey 12h ago

Please share your disarming anecdote!

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u/1991K75S 8h ago edited 8h ago

It was always a little different with parts I made up that were interchangeable. Often involving a beautiful girl who was too good for me breaking my heart by kicking me to the curb. I would use my regulars as foils and they all were somehow part of the story.

No one really knew anything about me.

(There was always morsels of truth cobbled together just to make it more believable).