Service Recognizes Service
I work as a waitress but today I am on vacation in Florida with my boyfriend. We walk into a restaurant and I ask the waitress at the front of house:
Me: “We’d like a two-top, please.”
I realize I have spoken in my customer service voice and the waitress squints at me. I clear my throat and say:
Me: “Sorry, still in service mode.”
She drops her own service mode and we swap stories about our jobs as we’re taken to our table. After, my boyfriend says to me:
Boyfriend: “You two just became two entirely different people in like zero-point-five seconds…”
Service Recognizes Service
I work as a waitress but today I am on vacation in Florida with my boyfriend. We walk into a restaurant and I ask the waitress at the front of house:
Me: “We’d like a two-top, please.”
I realize I have spoken in my customer service voice and the waitress squints at me. I clear my throat and say:
Me: “Sorry, still in service mode.”
She drops her own service mode and we swap stories about our jobs as we’re taken to our table. After, my boyfriend says to me:
Boyfriend: “You two just became two entirely different people in like zero-point-five seconds…”