Got off the plane, and could have went to the bakery that was right at our arrival gate but noooo. We haaaad to see what else JFK International had going on.
Found this place, saw that it was serving breakfast, so we sat down.
Server comes over after a few long minutes and leans into my husband with an irritated face. "Y'all gonna have to wait. It's just me up in here." She shouts.
"Okay, that's fine." He mumbles and we both look at the menus that were at the counter.
She leaves and after 10 minutes hubby gets up and says, "I'm going to the bathroom. Order for me."
"Sure" i say, and wait patiently.
The server is roaming around the tables and counters, I'm memorizing what my husband wanted while checking out what I want. I look up, she's still floating around the floor.
She heads towards me, so I smile big. She looks right through me as if I don't exist on her planet and keeps on walking. My eyes follow her and she's off to the bathroom without a word.
Hubby comes back and I head to the bathroom. I'm walking in and she's standing in front of the mirror fixing her hair and talking on the phone. I do my business, finish up, wash my hands, DRY my hands, and she's still there, leaning up against the wall by the sink, on the phone gossiping.
I leave and go back to my husband. "Let's just go somewhere else." I say.
He's irritated and snapping from hunger. "Why? Where else are we gonna go?"
"She's still in the bathroom on the phone with her friend. I don't know how long it's gonna take. And she doesn't look like she wants to help us anyway." I say.
A couple walks by and sits near my hubby at the counter.
"I don't know where else we're gonna go." He grumbles and keeps sitting.
Five minutes later, the waitress comes back from her break and smiles at the new couple at the counter, completely ignoring us. "Hey hon, welcome. I'll be right with you" she purrs to the man and goes around the corner to her station.
We were sitting there for about fifteen to twenty minutes at that point. The other couple was there for five. But guess who she helped first? NOT US.
She was so sweet to them but when she came to us she was so damned rude and abrasive.
I was irritated because of how we were being treated and because I hate supporting businesses whose employees seem to give preferential treatment to certain people over others. But We ordered and ate. I shoveled food in my mouth because we had been traveling for hours and I was starving. It wasn't anything out of this world. Just eggs and potatoes so nothing really worth mentioning.
Came time for us to pay and she shoves a broken machine in my husband's direction without muttering a syllable or a sound. The couple near us also asked to pay and she's all sweet to them, "sure thing baby, here you go." And hands him a nice, new credit card machine.
Hubby's trying to pay but it's a crap piece of equipment so it's not even turning on. "It's not working," he tells the waitress. "I think it's broken."
"Yeah." She yells with a sarcastic tone.
The guy next to us pays and looks over at us smugly. "Mine works."
I'm thinking, 'Big effin whoop. Good for you. Tell it to someone who cares.' And, 'must be nice to be treated like an actual human.'
The waitress goes over and tells him, "thank you, have a good day, boo."
We're still waiting to pay so we could just GO and get away from all that ugly energy.
She ignores us and gives the working machine to a couple of old ladies who are asking to pay.
Wtf right?
Hubby says, "this machine is broken. We're still waiting to pay."
"I KNOW!" She snaps and rolls her eyes.
The old ladies pay and the waitress comes over, drops the machine down in front of us and walks away, eyes rolling, muttering under her breath. I guessed she was talking to herself about how she didn't want, need, or deserve a tip because that's the message she conveyed to me.
Rude rude rude waitress. I do not recommend this place unless you feel like being treated like you are a lower form of life by someone whose job it is to serve others. read more