Me with Mt. Rainier in the background
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Well, I am back in Savannah after spending nearly a week out in the Seattle/Tacoma, WA area. I am SO worn out! This was my first time out that far west. I felt like was at home, but things were different, as well.

As to why I was in the area, I was attending the Student Forum 2007. Pictures from that event can be found on Flickr. In fact, a whole bunch of photos from the trip can be found on Flickr.

We went to Washington the day before the event to tour the area. Those photos are in my Seattle Flickr set. We toured Pike Place Market, the Space Needle, and Mt. Rainier. This photo is of me with the mountain behind me. That is one HUGE mountain. I was the only person in my group to enter the Space Needle and go to the top. It was $15.00, but I didn't care. I don't know if I'll ever see Washington State again, so I had to do it. It was cool to be on the observation deck of the Needle and feel it sway beneath me.

We did have a comical time yesterday before we left Seattle. The group went to eat at the Mountain Room Bar in Concourse A. What a bunch of assholes running the place. And assholes is being nice. Our "waiter" had an attitude as soon as he served us. His attitude prompted a discussion on previous experiences on bad service. However, we were not talking about him. We did end up talking about him, but only after the stunt he pulled with Melissa.

Melissa is my campus minister, and she usually chaperones the Georgia Wesley Student Movement events. She's from the Savannah area. She likes sweet tea. Well, outside of the area bounded by the Mason-Dixon line and the Mississippi River, they generally don't know how to make sweet tea like it's done here in the south. Melissa knew this when she ordered her tea and was willing to work with the tea to make it palatable.

Well, she gets her tea, and it has this artificial lemon taste to it. She didn't like it. We get the "waiter" to come to the table. She tells him that she can taste the lemon and the tea doesn't taste nicely to her. She would like a water instead. This is when it all goes downhill. Oh how I wish my father's Evil Steve was there with us! The "waiter" starts debating with Melissa that is has a lemon taste because he put a lemon in the tea. She's from the south now. She knows the difference in lemon flavoring. Melissa just wants a water. Asshole takes the drink away and brings her another drink. It's not water. It's another tea! He tells her this tea has no lemon in it and to taste it. Oh, he checked the tea and it came directly from the gun. She tries it and it still has the taste. She just wants the water. So, the asshole takes the tea away and brings her the water.

My group is just flabbergasted at the encounter. But wait, like the Ginsu knife, there's more! A few minutes after we get her water, the asshole comes back and asks Melissa does her water have a lemon flavor to it. The whole group had there jaws drop at this remark. Some of us broke up in laughter, like me, because we were just so shocked about it. Right then and there we decided the asshole was not going to be tipped. The only difficult thing, other than the tea incident, was that we needed separate checks. That request was a bother to him, as well.

The restaurant also took it's sweet time getting our food ready. We were going to run late for our plane. So Michael, one of the other campus ministers on the trip, asks if the restaurant would go ahead and give us our tickets and we can pay before we ate, instead of paying after we ate. We were trying to accommodate our timing schedule, as well as make things easier on the restaurant. Asshole told Michael that we would just have to wait our turn as everyone is in a rush to get on their planes. That means tickets after the meal. So, we finally just say pack our food to go. Again, the staff was lackadaisical in getting our order ready. Finally, we just had enough with the attitude and said forget the food. We placed $14.00 on the table to cover the soft drinks consumed' and we were to leave the restaurant. The asshole and the asshole manager come out and start yelling at us, demanding we take the food and pay for it and the drinks or they were going to call the cops on us! The asshole then proceeds at this moment to take his time separating our checks. Melissa tells him we're short on time, so we're paying on one check. He starts bitching about that. This guy was just a total bitch. Melissa pays.

As were rushing off to our gate, we realized they shorted us one meal! He also charged us for the tea. We were pisseed, but didn't have time to fight it. It was more important to get back to Georgia than to battle with a bitchy man and his bitchy manager. However, once we landed and collected our luggage, the more we started talking about the restaurant encounter. Michael was ready to call SeaTac at that moment to complain. Melissa checked her credit card. At the moment, we're waiting on the charges to go through on the card before we respond. Our response depends on the charge. The asshole was lucky he got a $1.00 tip on the meal. He didn't deserve anything. However, Melissa has a pending charge that's dollars greater than the meal. We have to see what happens.

While it was annoying to encounter this bitch, this is a humorous story now. I had to laugh as I recalled the story to my father.

Well, I am worn out.

Posted by Shawn at May 28, 2007 3:16 PM in Flickr Photos, General, Memories.