In the service industry, it's incredibly important to be polite and courteous to your “guests,” but occasionally, a chance presents itself that can't be ignored.

Dealing with Karens while waiting tables has to be one of the worst parts of the job. That's what this server had to endure when a group of Karens came into their restaurant at closing and demanded eggs Benedict without the hollandaise sauce.

Unfortunately, every one of us has probably experienced foul treatment from someone in a position of authority who just specifically didn't like us for some reason. It might be conscious on their part, or it might be entirely subconscious; maybe you look just a little too much like an old friend who stole their partner; who knows? Whatever the reason, that person just perceived a freshly painted target on your back from the moment they laid eyes on you. Nothing you can do is ever going to chang…

The thought of being paid less than the legal minimum wage sounds outrageous to some people, especially to those outside of the US, but that's just how the bizarre nature of the US tipping culture works.

Your first job in the service industry (or retail, I'd argue) is a formative experience. For most of us, it comes at that time in our life when earning some cash is a necessity: Maybe you've just graduated high school or college and need a job; maybe you're still in high school; maybe the career you thought you were going to have as an Olympic level athlete didn't quite work out, and now you have no idea what you're doing with your life. Ignoring the fact that the last example is oddly specific…

Working in retail, customer service, or in the service industry opens you up to a variety of mind-numbing experiences. The first category would probably be the repetitive tasks that you have to do day in and day out. These chores all require next-to-no brain power and could be completed by a monkey. There are only so many shirts you can fold, walls you can merchandise, or stock-takes you can complete before beginning to contemplate moving out to an off-grid cabin in the woods.

I'm still not entirely convinced that this waiter hasn't accidentally found themselves inside of a Nathan Fielder bit here. This is either a really clever gaslight on the part of the patrons, or they really are just on/from another planet. It's impossible to believe that anyone could be this incredibly dense or has otherwise somehow managed to avoid learning basic restaurant etiquette somehow. It does make for an interesting thought experiment though. Anyways, this waiter shared a lengthy, but…