23 People Confess Their Worst Restaurant Experiences


Muthafucking Chili’s. Our server spoke to us long enough to get our drink orders, and we never saw him again because he spent the rest of his time at the other end of his section with a couple he obviously knew. When another server brought us our drinks after we flagged her down, she caught on that he wasn’t helping us. Then a third server took our order. By the end of it we weren’t sure who to tip because a fourth person brought us our food. We paid at the table after eating and left no tip, and haven’t been back since. We saw through the restaurant windows that our original server guy came back to clear our table after we left and he had the audacity to frown when he noticed no cash on the table.


The food wasn’t good. The soup came with surprise shrimp in it which tasted really fucking stale and chewy. The rice was cold and the beer wasn’t. When I told the server I was refusing to eat or pay for this she asked me if I wanted a doggy bag. I had to re-iterate the first thing I said.


One time I went to an independent (non-chain) restaurant while I was in a hurry. I ordered the chicken. I waited forty minutes for my chicken. The manager came along to ask if I had been helped. I said yes, I ordered the chicken. He said we’re actually out of chicken. I had to order something else and wait for it to show up. The server had ended her shift and gone home.

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.