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John's Italian Cafe- Horrible Service


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John's Italian Cafe- Horrible Service

food face | Aug 4, 2008 10:25 AM

The first time I went there the meal started off relatively fine. The starters and salads came and everything was tasty. My main came and it was god awful. I told the server the food wasn’t good. Instead of offering me something else, he told me that he ate it and the HE thought it was delicious. This server with his snooty Australian accent had a bland personality with no customer service or people skills. He did manage to bring me another choice of mains so in the end I wasn’t overly impressed but not totally put off the place.
Yesterday, I went back. There were a few main options that went something like this:
1. Fettuccine Alfredo with Chicken
2. Another boring pasta main I can’t remember
3. Pesto Eggplant with spinach
Roasted tomato and
Our ponytailed waiter came over oozing with anger and surliness. He walked over. We were smiling. He gets to our table and just stands there with this crap mean look on his face. He is standing there saying nothing giving us this weird look. I finally decided to put an end to the awkwardness, smiled and asked him “How are you today”. He just nods like he is doing us a favour. By this time I’m pissed at his bitchiness. I asked him about special number three. My friend and I where interested to know what it was. It was last on the menu without a main or appetizer heading and came after the pasta’s. I thought it might be some kind of bruchetta mixture over pasta? I basically needed some clarification on the dish. He was silent again looking at us like we where rude and stupid.
“It’s pretty self explanatory”. He flatly replies.
“Do you know what Pesto is?” He asks us condescendingly. In the same breath he guffaws.
“So is it a pasta dish”
“So it’s on bread”?
“So the eggplant mixture is the brochette topping?”
He stands there looking as irritating as possible.
We told him we needed a few more minutes. We quickly got up and left the restaurant. What is it with this place? The owners are hell bent on hiring hung-over ugly international surfer types devoid of personality. They also seem happy with driving away customers by the droves. I’m done with Johns.

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