She's just a waitress!

[Tilllly]

Am in restaurant attached to premier inn

That's what the man on table next to me, has just said to his (presumably) wife

She's just a waitress

WTAF! She's just spent ages going through the menu with them

I'm probably overreacting??? It's nothing to do with me but I feel really annoyed and want to say something

I'm sat here fuming. She's been lovely, I'm here alone and she's really looked after me

Had I not experienced this as a waitress I would never have believed people could be so close minded and snobby. Interestingly, I waited tables whilst at Oxford, not that that conveys inherent value, only mentioning as it highlights the absurdity in judging strangers for earning an honest living.

I wasn’t exactly serving the Rockefellers, Goldsmiths etc either. Comes from feelings of inadequacy I think.

It’s quaintly amusing how someone who doesn’t know the difference between loose and lose, labels a couple who are eating in a Premier Inn ‘a pair of saddos’.

I completely agree with this. It all depends on the rest of the conversation.

Still does not make them "saddos". If you are in a strange area, tired or short on time then reasonable and reliable is a good restaurant choice.

This! So much mumsnet judgement. Most people there will have little choice in the matter

👏🏻. Well said

Context is everything. You seem certain it was meant in a derogatory way, but you didn't actually hear what was said. If he is being a twat in other ways I suppose it's more than likely. But what if his wife was talking to her about something that's nothing to do with her? Eg. She wants to complain about her room to her. Or ask presise details about ingredients or how something is cooked 'she's just a waitress' ie won't know about that.

I agree with the PP, context is everything.

Have you not seen friends!!

The wife could have been accusing her of not doing enough and the man could have been sticking up for her saying “she’s just a waitress” aka it’s not her job to do that.

If you’d heard more of the conversation then it would be different but you cannot judge someone on a few words.

This is typical cancel culture and trying to find things to be offended about, which I can’t stand.

I don't know what you mean. Whenever I go away with my partner we always stay at a Premier Inn or similar.

I keep the good hotels for when I'm spending the night with someone I need to impress!

JOKING!!! We stay at the Premier Inn then as well!😂😱😜

EATING not sleeping

They are fine for sleeping in, grim to eat in

What’s with the weird emojis?

@theduchessofspork You don't eat in a Premier Inn. You eat at the hotel next door which is generally a Beefeater or Thyme.

And now you look like an even bigger knob 👏🏻🙌🏻👌🏻

@Tilllly thank you for a chuckle 🤭

I will never forget the waitress who said they didn't have French Mustard but they did have DOO-John if that was any good? We were a bit bewildered until we realised she meant Dijon mustard. She reminded me of Julie Walters in Two Soups... Yet we would never have said she was "just" a waitress. The less polite of our party might have said "ignorant" or "not well-travelled" but we certainly wouldn't blame a lack of knowledge on someone's occupation.

You're so welcome 😉

Tbf when asked what was great about Julie he replied she wasn't Rachel
Yes I have watched every episode many times over

I think there is a lot in the context but this may amuse some

At a party for New Jersey Senator Bill Bradley in 1987, Tennessee Senator Albert Gore included a fanciful tale about the former basketball star in a speech he gave in his honor. Soon after Bradley entered the Senate, said Gore, he was invited to make a speech at a banquet and sat proudly at the head table waiting for his turn to speak.
When the waiter came over at one point and put a pat of butter on his plate, Bradley stopped him. “Excuse me,” he said, “can I have two pats of butter?”
”Sorry,” said the waiter, “one pat for a person.”
”I don’t think you know who I am,” said Bradley. “I’m BILL BRADLEY, the Rhodes Scholar, professional basketball player, world champion, United States Senator.”
”Well, maybe you don’t know who I am,” retorted the waiter.
”Well, as a matter of fact, I don’t,” admitted Bradley. “Who are you?”
”I’m the guy,” said the waiter, “who’s in charge of the butter!”

It depends what the rest of the conversation was really. His wife might have said Why are you looking at her? How do you know her? Why was she tslking/flirting with you...
I might describe someone as Just Bob from next door...

This is what I was thinking, I've been to resturants and heard women having a go at their male companions about fancying the waitress, why were you flirting etc. Normally they had just had usual polite conversation.