23 People Confess Their Worst Restaurant Experiences


When I was 8 my babysitter took her daughter & I to a Chinese restaurant. I had chicken fried rice and just as I was about to take my first bite she smacked the plate off the table.. Within the mess of rice and shattered porcelain, roaches came crawling out. My babysitter made a huge scene. We left, there was a payphone outside the place (yup, pay phones, I’m old) police and health department came immediately, and the place shut down and never opened again. I haven’t been able to eat Chinese since.


One time I was at a small shack restaurant that I go to eat at often. Afterall, it is in my neighborhood. I ordered myself a double cheeseburger, with a side of fries and a drink. I wait 20 minutes, and they got everything correct except they were missing a patty. I told them about it and they took it back. Instead of adding another patty, however, they threw away my burger and I waited another 20 minutes, only for them to make the same mistake once more. I’m starting to get angry so I call them out for it. They apologize and take my burger back. I think they are going to get it right this time, BUT THEY THROW THE BURGER AWAY AGAIN. I wait another 10 minutes and they come out with my correct burger. Or so I thought. IT WAS A HOT DOG. THEY BROUGHT ME A HOT DOG. I demanded my money back, and took my fries and drink home with me. I had cereal for lunch that day.


We went to Giotto’s Italian restaurant when we first arrived in London as a broke couple from Australia. We had a lunch special of a glass of wine, a salad and a pizza. The wine tasted like it was watered down (blurgh), and we waited and waited for our food. It was busy, so we didn’t think anything of it until probably about 45 mins in. When we asked for an ETA on our lunch, the waiter got owl eyes and rushed off to check. They’d forgotten to put the order in. The pizza was average, and they ‘upgraded’ our salad by putting tuna all over it. My husband hates fish so couldn’t eat it. When we went to pay, we handed the waiter a £10 note for a £9.90 special. He cashed it out and happily put our 10p change in their tip jar with a flourish while he stared us straight in the eyes. We just turned and walked out. You have to laugh at experiences like that.


I was at a place that rhymes with Troutsack Breaklouse. There were a few pubes in the mashed potato. I pointed it out and they took it away. The replacement came back suspiciously faster than I’d thought it would. I checked the potato again and they had just covered the pubes with slightly more mashed potato. I went home and poured a bowl of Lucky Charms and there was a spider in the freshly opened package. It wasn’t an awesome evening.

Written by Laura McNairy

Laura is a freelance writer for TFLN. She likes to write about what she knows best — dating, sex, and being awkward, but usually in the opposite order. She is the Assistant Editor and videographer for Peach Fuzz, a sex-positive nudie magazine in ATX.