The poor guy I was working with yesterday had a hell of a night.
A table of four walks in, and immediately begins circling the restaurant looking for the perfect table. They don't wait for the host to seat them, the don't wait for anything actually - they just charge in like they own the place.
For some reason, none of the tables we have suit them. They finally begrudgingly take one of the best ones in the restaurant. It is one that pretty much everyone else that walks in is thrilled to have. Not them. Then, everything proceeds to go wrong. Everything.
You'll understand what I'm talking about here if you have ever worked with the public in any capacity. For some reason, everything always goes wrong for the most difficult customers. And you, as the person whose job it is to deal with them is left to wonder, why is this happening with these people, of all people? I couldn't help but think about this as I was watching this poor guy trying to navigate this train wreck of a table.
Some people walk around with a frown on their face and are constantly abusing the people around them. For lack of a better word (it's 4 a.m.) I'll just call them sub par. Sub par human beings. They exist. In fact, they are everywhere, just waiting to bitch and moan about every damn thing they can.
Have you ever heard the phrase, like attracts like? It speaks to the idea that you attract what you are. These folks attract shitty experiences because they are shitty people. I don't make the rules. That's just the way it is. The universe is fair - sometimes.
So the next time you are dealing with one of these people, remember - It's not you, it's them. And if you are this person remember - this shit will always follow you around. Your toast will always be burnt, there will never be a dress in your size, your drink will never be cold enough, and that flight attendant just won't smile enough for your taste. Nothing will go right for you. You have made it so, by lacking any perspective and being a general asshole.
So the next time you want to complain about your wine or your table, or you have the worst experience ever, just remember - it's not my fault.
Look, I can't reverse your karmic destiny. I'm just a waitress.