Pizza Hut: Are we dating or not? I'm getting mixed signals.

Sometimes you just want a pizza.  You don’t want to cook.  Chopping/Cutting/Dicing/Pouring seems a little too much effort.  Let someone else do the work.  You’ve got money so enjoy spending it.  And even in a brief exchange like ordering a large Hawaiian from Pizza Hut brings with it another customer service encounter…

The Order:
Last weekend, a friend and I decided to take advantage of living in downtown Victoria and being so close to a hundred places to eat.  (Is it true Victoria has more restaurants per capita than anywhere else in Canada?  Look it up for me. Yes, I’m giving you homework…eat your vegetables).  I live about a half a block from the Pizza Hut on Yates and have enjoyed their pie for a few months now.  This of course was all before I started this blog so, as I explained when I started, it doesn’t count.

So I put in an order for pick up.  I do live a half a block away…how lazy would I be for delivery?! (Ok, I’ve done it). So we went over there, put in the order, killed the 15 minutes before it was ready and came back to pick it up.

The Service:
The service really could be broke down into two sections, one for the order and one for the pick up:

1)      When we initially arrived, the guy who took our order was fantastic.  Within a few minutes of us approaching the counter, he acknowledged us and was never very far while we decided on our pizza pie.  As soon as we were ready, he returned, letting us know how long it would be and offering an upsell of dips.   Fast, to the point – what you want when ordering pizza.

INTERMISSION (PIZZA IS COOKING)

2)      Returning for pick up – the courteous nature, the acknowledgement at the door, the smile…all a non-issue because it didn’t happen.  We were told 15 minutes until the pizza would be done.  We left and returned 15 minutes later.  We waited 5 minutes.  Another 5 minutes.  And ANOTHER 5 minutes.   For those keeping score at home – an additional 15 minutes.  And during that time, we waited while the server continually answered phones and the one other guy there was mopping/brooming (it’s a word). The worst part?  I could see my pizza…sitting there…cooked.  The server finally removed his mouth from the phone long enough to get the other guy to cut up our pizza and get it to us.

We did get an apology.  Only he said, “Sorry for the wait” after he had already handed the pizza to us, and turned away.  So he pretty much apologized to the kitchen, not to the customers.  You really should face the person you’re talking to. I’m just funny that way.

Pizza Hut Conclusion:

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2nd Date – I’ll give you a second chance.
Bottom line, it’s delivery pizza.  If I had gotten it for delivery, I wouldn’t have had this problem at all…but then I did make the effort of coming in.  They could have made the effort to make eye contact and care about me.  Sniff, ok, a 2nd date but you better make me feel specia.  This mixed signal thing is just a mind game.

Service Rating System:

Friend Zone - I just don’t like you in “that way.”
Booty Call - If I don’t have anything else better going on, I’ll stop by.
2nd Date – I’ll give you a second chance.
Going steady – This could be the beginning of something major.

The Tip:
A friend of mine recommended another blog (Yeah, way to support MY writing) called: You’re the Boss by Bruce Buschel.  In one of his entries, he covers the 100 Things Restaurant Staffers Should Never Do.  Is it a long list?  Yep.  Is it good?  Pretty much.  Is it correct?  Almost.  There are a few things I would nitpick on it about but I’ll let you be the judge.  What do you think?

Click to go to the blog:  100 Things Restaurant Staffers Should Never Do

The Office: My Server, Not My Buddy

The Office (Restaurant + Lounge) at the Dalton Hotel has the distinction of being the 3000th eatery in that location.  Each time the restaurant has tried to distinguish itself and each time unfortunately failed.  Victoria is a pretty hard market for new restaurants.  When a restaurant isn’t doing so well, you would think a certain level of service would be more of a priority.  OOOOoooh you would think.

The Order:
A week ago, I was looking to take a friend out to dinner…somewhere not so “pubby” and somewhere close  (yes, everything is close in Victoria but we were both uber-lazy).  I’d been to the Office before, the food had been pretty good even if service had been more of a “where’s Waldo” experience but I figured I’d give them a second chance.  We sat in the lounge area but with as empty as the place was, we really could have sat anywhere.  We weren’t going anywhere, anytime soon so we settled in, ordered two pizzas and a bottle of wine, and caught up.

The Service:
The problems of the past were definitely not the present.  Our server was attentive and consistent.  He followed up twice when we weren’t initially ready to order, but not in a pushy way.  The quality check came when it should and he was around as the night wound down to make sure if we needed anything further.  He did everything right, except he opened his mouth.  He should have stayed in the “server bubble.”

One of the things a great waiter (yes, I said waiter and not server.  Stop being so PC) has to be really good at is reading a table.  A table of eight dudes needs to be served differently than two soccer moms.  Well a table of boy and girl doesn’t translate into drinking buddies.  During the night, I was about to start a story but mentioned I was going to wait for the server to leave first.  The server’s reply, “It’s OK, you wouldn’t believe the weird shit I’ve heard.”

WHAT?

We’re now poker/sailing/NASCAR buddies that you feel you can swear around?  When did that happen?!  I don’t mind a certain comfort level.  We are youngish.  The server was younger.  There is a level of casual conversation you can get away with but let’s keep the swearing to the beer nuts and tractor pulls.

The Office Conclusion:
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2nd Date – I’ll give you a second chance.  When a restaurant’s traffic is on the slow side…and continues to be…service needs to be pitch perfect and memorable.  Memorable it was but probably not for the reasons they want.  The room and food were good enough I’d try one more time.  But that’s it!  This is more like a third date and we all know what to expect on a third date.

Service Rating System:

Friend Zone - I just don’t like you in “that way.”
Booty Call - If I don’t have anything else better going on, I’ll stop by.
2nd Date – I’ll give you a second chance.
Going steady – This could be the beginning of something major.


The Tip:
Effort. I’ve mentioned it before and dammit if it’s not worth mentioning a hundred times.  I had a conversation with a server about the cork vs. the twist-off for wine bottles.  He was telling me that as a server and bartender, he preferred the twist-off because it allowed him to open bottles quickly and therefore more bottles.  I’m sorry, when did service become about the server and not the presentation?

I’ve been both a bartender and a server and I’m sorry, there’s just something a little better about popping the cork from a bottle of wine.  Hell, it even makes cheap wine seem better.  If you prefer a twist-off because it saves you 3 seconds…learn to remove the cork from a bottle and your head from your ass.

Milestone's: Divided Doesn't Mean Conquered – Guest Blog

It’s the New Year and new customer service experiences.  To kick off 2010, my friend has written the following guest blog regarding her recent experience at Milestone’s in Victoria.

A birthday meal for a co-worker is usually a reason for celebration, and that it should be; another year older (….ahem, wiser) and a great excuse for a drink with friends.  I don’t spend much time with my co-workers outside of work and, like many people, I have been frugal in my choices of entertainment spending over the past year so I was looking forward to a meal out with friends.

The Experience
When we arrived, we were seated at a long grouping of tables but we had an additional two people so they broke our table into 2 groups side-by-side. Not a problem, our fault for not reserving for enough people. Half of our group was given one server (Server A) and the other half was given another (Server B). Most of the time this wouldn’t be a problem, two servers working together isn’t a hard task… right????

While waiting for our drinks, a big group showed up and were seated at a large table behind us. Our drinks came and the waiters started getting our food orders.

Fifteen minutes later, Server A brings out the food for table one and we at table two started to drool with envy over the delicious food that was being served. The drooling continued – table two food would take another 30 minutes to arrive because our servers had put our orders in as separate tables and the big group of kids got their order in right between us.

We were still waiting for our food while the other half of our group was having their plates removed. At this point,  we were a little cheesed about the whole thing (and our stomachs at table 2 were starting to eat themselves) so we flagged the manager and asked her why half our group was already done their meals and we don’t have our food. Her response -She the gets within six inches of his face and tells him, “If it was empty, we could have a one-on-one but it’s not” and then proceeds to tell him to take it up with his server.

Now I’m all for the server being accountable but to tell the customer to take it up with the server when you are the manager seems a little off to me.

We did finally get our food and the place did start to slow down, but the manager never came back on her own accord to address our concerns. Instead, we had a 15% gratuity slapped on our bills for service that wasn’t even close to good. Thankfully, I have another very assertive co-worker who said “no way!” to the service tax and, after talking to the manager again, we were all allowed to tip what we felt was fair.

When it comes to tipping, I’ll give 15% for good service, 20%+ for stellar, amazing service but I will not give 15% for getting my food 30 minutes after my friends or being talked down to by management when we complained. In the end I gave the girl 10% because, well, I’m a softy and she was shaking like a leaf when she brought us the bills.

The Conclusion:
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2nd Date – I’ll give you a second chance.  Aside from the crap service the food was great, the Bellini’s even better, and I would probably give it a 2nd chance. I would not book a large group there however, at least until the staff have taken some team-building classes. Even though the servers both had a separate table, they were serving a group and should have worked together in placing drink and food orders and making sure we had good service.


Service Rating System:

Friend Zone - I just don’t like you in “that way.”
Booty Call - If I don’t have anything else better going on, I’ll stop by.
2nd Date – I’ll give you a second chance.
Going steady – This could be the beginning of something major.The Tip:


The Tip:

The tip this week is really about Elishia’s experience.  I can’t begin to tell you how many things are wrong with this.  But let me try.
A) Even by adding 2 unexpected people for a table of 18 AND even if you have to split that party into two tables…there is no way that should have been shared by two servers.  If they can’t handle a party of 18 for a busy lunch, what a great way to finally learn.
B) I completely understand getting a table in after a large party.  Absolutely.  It happens.  BUT to have half your table stuck behind a large party is redonculous.  That is the fault of the two servers for not communicating with each other and not communicating with the kitchen.  Booooo.
C) Tips.  I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, adding a mandatory gratuity to a party is not appropriate.  And in this case, the servers should have known well enough that the experience wasn’t going well and should have spoken with the manager to not include the auto-tip.  Tell the table you understand there were some problems and have removed the gratuity due to the challenges.  You’ll be surprised how understanding tables are.  They’ll at least hate you less.