If you can't say anything nice

... Then don't be a waitress!

The kids and I went to one of our favorite places, The Diner, for dinner tonight. We haven't been in a few months so I thought it would be a nice treat. It also makes us think of Chris when we are there and how he gorges himself on their breakfast burrito. =) The service is always very friendly and the food fast to the table and yummy.

Tonight, the stars must've been misaligned or something. There was a new lady there that I had never seen before. She walked up to us with a "hmpf" and asked "WHAT DO YOU WANT?" Huh? Isn't it supposed to be "Hi! Are you ready to order?" or something along those lines? So I ask if she has hot chocolate since that's what the girls want and she said "It's on the menu." Well we hadn't gotten any menus yet, that is why I am asking. She then gets our drinks to us 5 minutes later and we were ready to order but she walks away. When she finally comes back, Lina tells her what she wants (silver dollar pancakes, 1 scrambled egg with cheese, and 1 slice of bacon) and I order for Addie, Caleb, and I (patty melt with cheesey hashbrown, side of chicken fingers, and mickey mouse pancake.) She puts in the order and we proceed to wait over 40 minutes for our food. When she brought it out, Lina's was all wrong, sausage, grits, toast, and an egg. Lina about started crying. I told her "My daughter ordered silver dollar pancakes, not this." And she told me "THIS is the child's meal that you said she wanted." And I said "No, she wanted the childs pancake meal." Then when I asked her where the chicken fingers were she huffed and walked away. I saw her looking for our ticket which she did write chicken fingers on and she called them in. I didn't even mention to her that my hashbrowns were missing cheese. Poor Lina and Caleb sat another 15 minutes without their food. I got Caleb's to go since they were piping hot and Lina inhaled hers. When she brought our bill, the chicken fingers weren't charged on it. She still didn't get a tip. UGH!