I finally got some room in my day last month to enjoy some
restaurant hopping which is a hobby of sorts and this time I went to visit the
Java house along the Lugogo bypass opposite Orynx Lugogo petrol station. I arrived and after about 3 minutes a
waitress came to me with a menu.
Waitress:
‘’Hello, have you received service?’’
Me:
‘’No.’’
Waitress:
‘’I recommend the mango juice.’’
Me:
‘’Ah... no. Well I am waiting for company but I will look at the menu and
decide when they arrive.’’
After a long wait, since my meeting party was running
late I decided to order anyway and as I kept shouting ‘’Excuse me!’’ as waiters
passed by, I soon realised it was going to take a lot more to get service. It
was not until a gentleman with a heavy Kenyan accent clad in chef’s garb walked
in from the Kitchen into the main seating area that I received service. As he
surveyed the seating area, he turned and glanced in my direction, our eyes locked
and I began to raise my hand as he briskly made a beeline in my direction.
Chef:
‘’Have you been attended to?’’
Me: ‘’No sir.’’
Chef:
‘’Okay,’’ he said as he span around and headed for the closest waiter yelling.
‘’Madam is sitting there and has not been attended to, can’t you see her?’’
I grinned a little because this chef had quite the
sense of humour but the waiters could tell he was dead serious.
Me:
‘’ Could I have a BTL sandwich and juice cocktail of mango, watermelon and
pineapple. Could you make sure my juice is very cold. ’’
Waiter:
‘’Okay.’’
Me:
‘’Thank you, oh and could you please bring my food and juice at the same time?’’
Waiter:
‘’Yes, madam that’s fine.’’
10 minutes later, my juice arrived and it was warm tending
towards hot and on tasting it 5 minutes later I realised that it was not what I
ordered let alone the fact that it was not followed by my food. I had not been
given fruit cocktail juice but Mango juice, so I wondered whether there had
been a plot to serve me Mango juice by all the waiters no matter what I ordered.
However not wanting to be fussy, I decided not to complain and typed away at my
keys as I waited for my food. All I did was ask for some ice cubes to sort out
the issue when my BTL sandwich and fruit arrived 10 minutes later.
Sadly I must say, my BTL sandwich had a rather flat
note but then again I am big on flavour so that might be the issue and I also
realised the accompanying fruit was charged separately which was surprising but
I could handle. 2 gentlemen who I realised later on to be brothers walked in
and sat next to me. I decided to pay attention to see what kind of service they
would receive compared whether their experience would be any different from
mine.
Younger
brother: ‘’Can I have chips, a pair of sausages and salad.’’
Waitress:
‘’No, but you can try this.’’
Younger brother:
‘’But does this come with salad.’’
Waitress:
‘’No, we will charge you separately for the salad.’’
Younger
brother: ‘’Fine, I will order what you suggested, but first
can I have fruit cocktail juice.’’
Older
brother: ‘’What is that?’’
Younger
brother: ‘’It is pineapple, mango watermelon juice mixed in
one it is awesome.’’
Older
brother: ‘’Okay, I need to try it.’’
So when the waitress came back with the glass of
juice, the older brother grabbed the glass to have a sip so he could make up
his mind on whether to order it as well and this was his response.
Older
brother: ‘’This is mango,’’ he said as the anxiously waiting
younger brother grabbed the glass to make sure.
Younger
brother: ‘’Yeah this is mango, this is not what I ordered I
want juice cocktail – watermelon, mango and pineapple.’’
Waitress:
‘’Ok let me confirm with the kitchen.’’
Within 5 minutes, she returned with another glass of
juice and apologised as the first glass was indeed Mango juice but it was not
cold.
Older
brother: ‘’Could I have the same, but it is not cold. Can I
have ice like hers as well? But is your ice okay today?’’
Waitress:
‘’What do you mean?’’
Older
brother: ‘’2 days ago, I asked for ice with my drink and my
stomach was upset all day and yet that is all I had eaten that afternoon.’’
Waitress:
‘’Sorry to hear that, what I can get you?’’
She had quickly brushed over the issue and continued
like nothing had happened. Wow I thought to myself but could not stay any
longer and had to leave so I asked for my bill. I paid, filled out the customer
review form that came with my bill. As I waited for my change, I noticed the
waiter remove and read the feedback form and after handing over the money to
the cashier he took out the form and disappeared around the corner only to
return without it. I cannot say what became of it but what I can say is I had
rated the service as poor.
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