It was my first day in New York and late afternoon. From the outside, the place looked cozy and inviting. The weather was very cold and snowing, so I wanted something to eat that would warm me up.
I ordered soup, which arrived almost immediately and was very good.
i hadn't had two spoonfuls of soup when the main course arrived. I hurried to eat the soup, but by the time I got to the main course it was stone cold and inedible.
The waiter had practically thrown it at me. The chips were on the verge of falling off the plate.
Then he immediately demanded payment, as he said his shift was finished.
I refused to hand over my credit card, as I don't let it out of my sight since someone cloned a previous one.
He was tutting and clucking all the way to the cash desk, but there was no way he was going to take it out of my sight and there was also no way he was going to get a tip, as the meal was disgusting.
I paid for the food, which I now regret, and told him that I'd leave a tip in cash when I'd finished, though I had no intention of doing so.
He had previously been in a great hurry to leave, but suddenly decided to hang around.
I left when he eventually got tired of waiting to pick up the tip.