The note on the bottom of the ticket read You need to watch your attitude in messy scrawl above a zero dollar tip. I crumpled up the slip, throwing it away. Bastards.
I mentally retraced my steps and I realized I wasn't in the wrong. Upong greeting the table I knew they would be an issue. I attempted to do an introduction, but they talked over me, not even acknowledging my presence. For the rest of the night the table acted like pretenious assholes. Generally, if tables don't treat me with respect then I won't wait on your every need. If a table treats me like scum, then I mentally shut down and I do everything in my power to get rid of you.