To secretly enjoy listening to other tables complain at Sunday dinner?

[BrianButterfield]

Just been out for Sunday dinner - it's a place round the corner which has only been doing it for two weeks. To reflect the fact they're just getting into the swing of it (how many to do etc) they're only charging £4.99 with a 20% off voucher in the local paper. It's not a big "pub-style" heaped plate of gravy-soaked goo but it is nice, lovely proper meat, nicely-cooked veg, good roasties and homemade gravy and apple sauce. For £4 each we've really enjoyed it, especially as this town is full of bargain-basements pubs where you can get a massive portion of microwave shite for next to nothing, but it's hard to get a lovely freshly-cooked roast like this.

But I think I enjoyed listening to the table next to us complain more Well, the apple sauce was touching the pork! And the veg was SEASONED! They sent it back to get plain veg, which all had to be cooked from scratch for them, so they complained about the wait. Then they criticised the vegetable selection (which was on the board, it wasn't a surprise). My favourite bit was when they said "Well, it's a good job Stan isn't with us, he wouldn't be able to eat any of this"!

Anyone else enjoyed hearing huffy fellow customers?

YABU for not ramming a spud up whingy-git's arse.

I would love to have a good Sunday roast for £4.

I had a marvelous evening last week watching a teenager being all teenagery with her mum. Was glad it wasn't me, but most amusing as side-entertainment.

"But it's not fair, mum!"

Giserable, I know! I did like it when the old gimmer who hadn't sent it back was troughing through hers while cats-bumming and saying "it's DISGUSTING". Yeah, and I saw you put the leftovers in a little bag to take home too!

You're not BU - as someone who has worked in restaurants for the past six years I never tire of the ridiculous people who complain about everything. Some of my favourite include:

'eurgh, this steak tartare hasn't been cooked' -
'I can't eat anything on this menu, I don't like anything' - well you can see the menu before you sit down.
'erm, excuse me this fish has bones in it' - it was described as whole fish on the menu - whole tends to mean a complete fish.

I prefer it even more when people complain when I'm out an about - I usually point out their complaining and put them in their place.

We were in a lovely restaurant in Amsterdam heard someone complain that their creme brûlée was cold and asking for it to be microwaved!

I love listening to other people moaning in restaurants.

My dh is the worst he like a steak cremated and always moans it a little pink.

Brian, sounds like some of my family, everything has to be cooked to death, god forbid there is any flavour :o

When I used to work in a restaurant, the amount of people who would come in and loudly complain to their friends/family about the prices (it was considerably dearer than the local weatherspoons/hungry horse type pub) and then would complain that it wasn't well done enough (why are these always the ones who need it cooked to death?)

My dh hasn't got any taste buds

Just realised I x posted with you! I actually like my steak quite well done, but cooked for 20mins on a hot grill? (had that request once - minimum of 20mins)