On Saturday night, P and I went out with Derek and his friends to celebrate Derek's birthday. Derek is P's childhood friend who also happens to live in Chicago.
We met at Wilde Bar & Restaurant. It was a really nice place. We sat by a roaring fire sipping our drinks while we waited for a table. The food was incredible. I had a chipotle turkey burger, and P had the rosemary roasted garlic chicken. They also brought Derek a fab dessert: Guiness chocolate cake. Derek's friends were lovely company.
THEN our check came. *ominous music* I was paying with a check card, along with two other people. There was a large pile of cash. Two of the cards made it back to the table. Mine did not. My receipt made it, though. We immediately notified the waiter. Turns out THEY LOST MY CARD ON THE WAY BACK FROM THE CASH REGISTER! It was literally twenty feet from our table. They pulled out flashlights and everything. I was enraged, as was everyone else. He took my name and number so he could get in contact with me later, and that's ALL he did. No free food, no real apology, nothing.
So, I cancelled my card when I got outside. The operator said, "They LOST your card?!". Yes, Ms. Operator, they did. I use that check card for everything. As I'm sure most of you know, I never carry cash. I'm still waiting for my replacement. The good news is, I got a call about an hour later saying they'd found my card. It was under someone else's table. I can only assume he was so animated when swiping my card that it flew out of his hand. Too bad I'd already cancelled it.
We met at Wilde Bar & Restaurant. It was a really nice place. We sat by a roaring fire sipping our drinks while we waited for a table. The food was incredible. I had a chipotle turkey burger, and P had the rosemary roasted garlic chicken. They also brought Derek a fab dessert: Guiness chocolate cake. Derek's friends were lovely company.
THEN our check came. *ominous music* I was paying with a check card, along with two other people. There was a large pile of cash. Two of the cards made it back to the table. Mine did not. My receipt made it, though. We immediately notified the waiter. Turns out THEY LOST MY CARD ON THE WAY BACK FROM THE CASH REGISTER! It was literally twenty feet from our table. They pulled out flashlights and everything. I was enraged, as was everyone else. He took my name and number so he could get in contact with me later, and that's ALL he did. No free food, no real apology, nothing.
So, I cancelled my card when I got outside. The operator said, "They LOST your card?!". Yes, Ms. Operator, they did. I use that check card for everything. As I'm sure most of you know, I never carry cash. I'm still waiting for my replacement. The good news is, I got a call about an hour later saying they'd found my card. It was under someone else's table. I can only assume he was so animated when swiping my card that it flew out of his hand. Too bad I'd already cancelled it.
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Hm... kind of like the time my mechanic dropped the spare key in the car as he was shutting the door. They assured me it had fallen into my car somewhere, but I never found it. No compensation, either. Thanks for giving me something else to deal with. 'Preciater!~
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