"Who the fuck does that?" Incident @ a restaurant

I should give an update. Earlier today, the other partner/owner who was not there that day, called me and apologized for what happened, and for his brother the other owners disregarde for customer service. Me and my friend are getting a free meal. Supposedly this isn't the first time that homeless woman has done that.

That is good! Find out when she usually does this and stay away, or do take out.
 
I think it would take me a few more days to get to the laughing stage.



See that's how I felt too. However later on when I shared the details with my ex-wife whom I'm still friends with, she laughed and told me I was taking it too seriously and that it wasn't as offensive as I made it out to be. Furthermore she said that I should have just laughed it off and willing give up the meal, then go buy a new meal elsewhere.

PS: I did feel very disrespected and violated.
 
See that's how I felt too. However later on when I shared the details with my ex-wife whom I'm still friends with, she laughed and told me I was taking it too seriously and that it wasn't as offensive as I made it out to be. Furthermore she said that I should have just laughed it off and willing give up the meal, then go buy a new meal elsewhere.

PS: I did feel very disrespected and violated.

I think many would feel the same in your shoes. Especially as you had been looking forward to this meal for some time. It's easy to laugh at someone else's misfortune, but not so easy to be gracious at the relevant moment.
 
Why are you questioning my editorial integrity? I'm hurt. I certainty have more integrity than you Jian Ghomeshi.

Its just we invested emotionally in the first version of your story... And then it started to fall apart.

I feel used.
 
Its just we invested emotionally in the first version of your story... And then it started to fall apart.

I feel used.

What version? Nothing changed. YOU feel... I was the one that was violated. Narnia and Australia are the same thing to me.

GOMESHI!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
I think many would feel the same in your shoes. Especially as you had been looking forward to this meal for some time. It's easy to laugh at someone else's misfortune, but not so easy to be gracious at the relevant moment.


Thank you for understanding. It's good to know that I was'nt acting irrationally.
 
You were not violated. Your food may have been, but you were not.

As to who the fuck does that: likely someone who's mentally ill and has probably dealt with far more violation than someone touching their food without asking.
 
You were not violated. Your food may have been, but you were not.

As to who the fuck does that: likely someone who's mentally ill and has probably dealt with far more violation than someone touching their food without asking.

Are you mad at me? I did nothing wrong here.
 
Well if anyone had tried to nick my goats cheese stuffed dates tonight I would have torn them a new arsehole.
 
You were not violated. Your food may have been, but you were not.

As to who the fuck does that: likely someone who's mentally ill and has probably dealt with far more violation than someone touching their food without asking.

Agreed.

No anger to the OP, but it was just some hungry homeless or mentally person. To be clear: You are not a victim. Just have some compassion.

ETA: If it were my kitchen I'd have comp'd you the ribs or brought a new rack, or probably both.
 
Agreed.

No anger to the OP, but it was just some hungry homeless or mentally person. To be clear: You are not a victim. Just have some compassion.

ETA: If it were my kitchen I'd have comp'd you the ribs or brought a new rack, or probably both.

"My Kitchen." Are you a chef?
 
Are you mad at me? I did nothing wrong here.

I have no emotional investment in you.



No anger to the OP, but it was just some hungry homeless or mentally person. To be clear: You are not a victim. Just have some compassion.

ETA: If it were my kitchen I'd have comp'd you the ribs or brought a new rack, or probably both.

What he said.
 
That means I was responsible for the pace of the kitchen, plating, quality checking as dishes went out, making sure food was not dying in the window, and stuff like that.

I worked as a waiter as well. Spent a lot of time busing tables, working service bar, kitchen and waiting tables from the age of fourteen through college.
 
Had an acquaintance who had a stroke. Affected his decision making abilities real bad. Went from middle class job as mechanic to living in group home and walking the streets. Not his fault. Purely a brain injury. Physically he seems fine but will wet himself and not bother to shower or change. Has a real dead look in his eyes.

Another self-employed, fell and broke his back. Now just has a tiny disability pension. Can walk but can't even bend to tie his own shoes or sit comfortably. Not many self-employed handy men have generous disability benefits. Most have none.

You never know what their story is. Very rarely are they just lazy and prefer welfare. That is the case sometimes. But the ones sleeping in allies are usually mentally ill.

American megacorp I worked for left town for Mexico. Good severance package. Older worker looking for work now. Have heart disease issue. Runs in family. And suddenly went deaf on right side. Real hard to find work under those conditions. Running out of money.

Still give when I can. Good karma.

bless you.
 
bless you.

I missed Hard_Rom's post earlier. That is really unfortunate stuff Hard_Rom, the inequality is awful. However, it's great that your doing your part to improve things for others.
 
50 cents, a loonie or a toonie to some filthy obvious not all there homeless type. Tim Horton's has a big kids summer camp operation. Put my dimes and nickels in. Buy an extra can of soup for a couple of bucks and toss it in food bank donation box. Fishing club puts on a charity pond hockey game during Hockey Day in Canada Day (not a real holiday). Help build rink and clean up after.

No big deal. Warm fuzzy feeling inside for cheap. My own therapy. Sometimes it's the little things that make life worth living.
 
50 cents, a loonie or a toonie to some filthy obvious not all there homeless type. Tim Horton's has a big kids summer camp operation. Put my dimes and nickels in. Buy an extra can of soup for a couple of bucks and toss it in food bank donation box. Fishing club puts on a charity pond hockey game during Hockey Day in Canada Day (not a real holiday). Help build rink and clean up after.

No big deal. Warm fuzzy feeling inside for cheap. My own therapy. Sometimes it's the little things that make life worth living.

Agreed.
 
{I Loquere me} I was eating at a restaurant just now and this complete homeless (female) stranger walks in to the establishment, I have no clue where the restaurant's Greeter was at this time.

I've never met this homeless person before, but somehow she comes to my table and took a rack of ribs off my plate WITHOUT ASKING. She smiles at me and starts to take random bites out of the rack right in front of me. Me and my friend are speechless, just speechless.


A waitress then comes over attempting to kick her out. I sat there quietly and after the homeless woman left, I talked to my friend as a couple next to us looked on dumbfounded.


"What the fuck was that?" I asked.

"Who the fuck does that?" My friend asked.


PS: I've been looking forward to trying this new restaurant and there ribs forever, and finally got a chance to go with my amateur food critic friend today.




Has odd shit like that ever happened to you?

I guess they're really getting serious about the amateur food critic problem. And to think this was the worst you had to worry about before...

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See that's how I felt too. However later on when I shared the details with my ex-wife whom I'm still friends with, she laughed and told me I was taking it too seriously and that it wasn't as offensive as I made it out to be. Furthermore she said that I should have just laughed it off and willing give up the meal, then go buy a new meal elsewhere.

PS: I did feel very disrespected and violated.
she's right, though i'd have expected the place to refund my meal.

Violated? Omg

You were not violated. Your food may have been, but you were not.

As to who the fuck does that: likely someone who's mentally ill and has probably dealt with far more violation than someone touching their food without asking.
this in its entirety.

Elderly, homeless... ffs, to be homeless is terrible. Add age and posible mental health issues? C'mon, where's your humanity?

Agreed.

No anger to the OP, but it was just some hungry homeless or mentally person. To be clear: You are not a victim. Just have some compassion.

ETA: If it were my kitchen I'd have comp'd you the ribs or brought a new rack, or probably both.
Exactly
 
:eek:

NO. She was elderly.

The two aren't mutually exclusive in my book but if she wasn't, she wasn't. I thought you were going in a really different direction. The whole thing was playing out like one of those "Penthouse Forum" type encounters. Imagine the scene...every detail, as if it were all happening slow motion...
She comes in so confidently and forthright strolling past other tables full of diners. You were sure to notice, but you didn't yet know how determined she was for intimacy, taking the ribs from your plate. Mouthing that bone..you're bone... maintaining eye contact with a knowing smile. Of course you could be outraged, but, just then you notice the curvature of her body and breasts against her clothing, her body language, and the temper that was primed to flare instead gives way to the heat f'munda.

Stuff like that never happens to me.
 
You were not violated. Your food may have been, but you were not.

As to who the fuck does that: likely someone who's mentally ill and has probably dealt with far more violation than someone touching their food without asking.

Exactly.

It's like when people mock crack head women hooking on corners or addicts in the street, do people think those people choose that, that they want it? Addiction is a terrible thing as is mental illness and homelessness and being homeless and living on the streets can cause sanity to take a back seat

But the spoiled and soft don't get that. They sit on their bank accounts and nice houses and luxury cars and look down in disdain on all those 'loathsome' people

The nerve of that sick woman disturbing someone's meal.

I've donated time and money to homeless and have given food to a lot of street corner beggars. I came from nothing and now have something, but never forget the nothing.

Truth is I'd rather have a meal with a down trodden addict or a crazy homeless person that someone like the OP, the better than's are the ones that make me lose my appetite and the ones I have scorn for.
 
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The two aren't mutually exclusive in my book but if she wasn't, she wasn't. I thought you were going in a really different direction. The whole thing was playing out like one of those "Penthouse Forum" type encounters. Imagine the scene...every detail, as if it were all happening slow motion...
She comes in so confidently and forthright strolling past other tables full of diners. You were sure to notice, but you didn't yet know how determined she was for intimacy, taking the ribs from your plate. Mouthing that bone..you're bone... maintaining eye contact with a knowing smile. Of course you could be outraged, but, just then you notice the curvature of her body and breasts against her clothing, her body language, and the temper that was primed to flare instead gives way to the heat f'munda.

Stuff like that never happens to me.


I hope you don't mind, but I think I just fell in love with you. :heart:
 
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