Cactus Joe’s Restaurant Serves Food To A ‘Littell Fucker’
CRAIG and Kimberley Cartin are at Cactus Joe’s Mexican restaurant in Halifax, West Yorkshire, receiving the receipt for their delicious Mexican meal of mince and crisps and noting that it features the charming message:
“Thankyyou littell f*****.”
The standard of English in this Mexican eatery is a disgrace. But we put aside that horror to note that also with the Cartins is two-year-old Molly (see above). Says Craig:
Fuming Craig, a 34-year-old administrator, said: “I couldn’t believe my eyes. The meal was indifferent anyway but to be abused on the bill is unbelievably offensive. I consider myself a fairly easy-going guy but this was too much, it’s awful behaviour.
“Molly was a bit grumbly, a bit moany, but her behaviour certainly wasn’t terrible - so this was just uncalled for. Presumably they meant to delete it before printing but it’s still no excuse.”
Also there is the couple’s one-year-old daughter Megan, who is overlooked as the possible trigger for the insult.
Dad goes on:
Molly started to get restless and a bit impatient… She wanted to get up and walk around but we wouldn’t let her so she had a little tantrum. When we asked for the bill there was another long wait so I went up to pay at the counter and that is when I saw the swear word on the bill.
Restaurant owner Steve Ryan has apologised for the note, offered the family a free meal and sacked the 29-year-old manageress: “I am planning on consulting my lawyers to see if I can take further action against her.”
But might Ryan be missing the opportunity? Bad press can be good press. The traditional British eatery is all about frowning on children. Mr Ryan should alter the name to Haystack Ned’s and rebrand it as slice of Ye Olde Englade, with authentic disapproving staff and The Brigadier and his dowager at Table 1 clacking their marmalade-coated tongues and muttering about the Daily Mail, alcopops and flogging.
Or else just keep the Cactus name and tell punters the place does exactly as promised on the menu – selling food with barbs.
Spotter: June
Posted: 11th, September 2009 | In: Media Comments (8) | Follow the Comments on our RSS feed: RSS 2.0 | TrackBack | Permalink
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September 13th, 2009 at 9:18 am
The waitress involved was Polish apparently, so one can forgive the English but not the attitude. I like to think there’s a Polish Resturant with a Mexican waiter selling beetroot soup. With crisps. Maybe in Leeds?
September 12th, 2009 at 6:44 pm
Yes. Don’t tell anyone, but pizza is just cheese on toast! If anyone ever realises, there’ll be riots outside Pizza Express. 8 quid for that!!!???
September 12th, 2009 at 11:51 am
How may people within, say, a ten minute drive of the restaurant knew there was a Mexican eatery in the town?
How many know now?
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Now everyone knows they sell mince and crisps it will be full every night
September 12th, 2009 at 1:57 am
No publicity is bad publicity.
How may people within, say, a ten minute drive of the restaurant knew there was a Mexican eatery in the town?
How many know now?
A story like this is worth far more than a paid advertisement, and for free.
September 11th, 2009 at 4:35 pm
I think this is funny. I have a little child myself but it’s important to keep them under control. If you can’t cope with your children, then don’t take them to restaurants and annoy people. Girls are a lot worse than boys anyway, terrible in fact!
September 11th, 2009 at 1:11 pm
On most tills, you can have messages printed on the kitchen printers (cooking instructions for the chef etc.) that aren’t printed on the customer’s bill.
Before I read the story properly, I thought it was a new member of staff thinking the message wouldn’t print on the receipt.
September 11th, 2009 at 11:40 am
Mind you going out with my mother (aged 88) can be a bit tricky too.
I took two goldies into an hotel for afternoon tea, they were perfectly behaved and we were given a sandwich each (free) for them. A pub lunch (outside) with a terrier and she was presented with 2 sausages, on a plate. Then was presented with a petition to allow dogs inside by the manager
September 11th, 2009 at 10:59 am
I once had a bill from a Harvester that said “You were served by Jesus”. Always made me chuckle.
Mince and crisps, LOL!!