Reservation Officer, lady (RO): Hello, Manchester United Cafe!
Me: Hello, Can I have a table for two, tonight (16th April, 2011), at 9.15 p.m.
RO: [moderate pause] today is a game night, sir.
Me: I am aware, yes, at 9.45 p.m.
RO: you cannot reserve a table if you are coming for the game.
Me: [WTF, said in my mind] [deliberately longish pause] [a little aghast, a little angry at the stupid reply to a simple YES or NO question] ARE YOU GIVING ME A RESERVATION OR NOT??!!
RO: Okay, are you aware of the cover charges?
Me: No, please elaborate.
RO: Rs. 600 per person which buys you blah blah blah.....
Me: Okay, that's fine.
RO: Ummmmmm...[thinking as if its a blunder to give out a table] [continuing her idiosyncrasy]....can I, maybe, prepone your booking to 8.45 p.m. or 9.00 p.m.
Me: [wondering] What, NO!!!!
[as if that was not enough, the RO ends this at]
RO: but i won't hold your table till 9.30......
Me: haha [when did i ask her to?]
As moderate as the Manchester united cafe is in its food offerings, it fairly compensates in its set-up with the thrill to favour the club in a meddley of booze and gang-fun boos and yahoos.
But, the weird conversation, above, was surely based on presumptions!.
Why make a big farce on the presumption that I shall be the 'one' who is gona spoil your game night? Why assume that I shall be cheap and 'sit' my way through occupying a table when, through some weirdly wired brain, you ought to assume that you can make more money or something(?) by encouraging walkins rather than doling out reservations!
I Don't get the point.