I worked at a higher-end restaurant. My first shift a woman in her 40s or 50s came in with a tall, and handsome guy no older than 30. Nothing wrong with that in my eyes, but all of my interaction with them was the woman talking down to me on some sort of power trip.

She ordered ahi tuna, RARE. She sent back 4 separate plates (all too well done) to the absolute horror of her date. After the 4 plates, she sent the last one back and asked for a shrimp cocktail instead. When I brought the check, and when I came back to pick it up, her date was gone, and I don’t mean, went to the bathroom, all of his things were gone and he was nowhere to be seen for 30 minutes. She apologized to me and asked if I could take the ahi tuna (~$45 each) off of her bill. Told her to pound dirt. Not really, but my manager did. The next day she wrote a 500-word review about me, using my first name, on the restaurant’s Facebook page. My boss printed it out, framed it, and I still have it today.