Tuesday, April 19, 2005

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Why...why would you bring a sick child into a loud crazy restaurant. I just don't understand. I'm bringing out the food to this family's table, a dad and three kids, and the little boy who's sick gets up, walks to the side of the table and begins puking all over the place. Ahhh...joyous. I think I completely froze for a few seconds. Puke was everywhere and going by all my other tables. I had to get the mop and clean it up because the dad took his son down to the bathroom and left me with the mess. I clean up the mess...appease my other tables...who, as a result, lost their appetites and had to leave...then, attempt to go about my business as if nothing happened. That was by far the most disturbing experience for me at Hard Rock. Then the family just stayed forever. Why wouldn't they want to get that little boy home. The poor little guy was laying on his dad's lap and couldn't even move. On top of it all, I didn't even get a great tip. I wanted to say "Are you kidding me? I clean up your kid's puke and this is all you leave me?" If it were my kid, first of all I would make sure the clean up situation was being handled, I would take my child home to care for him and I would leave a great tip...especially if another person had to clean up the mess. I understand that accidents happen and kids do stuff like that but please...be a responsible parent. I felt bad for the two other children. They were left there at the table without their dad, with a mess all around them, and eveybody starring. I went and talked to them to let them know that everything would be okay and not to worry. Poor things. Whatever, I made it through, and I hope it never happens again.

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