My Vacation At The Restaurant

In my Norm Violation assignment I chose to break the common dining etiquette norm of eating with your hands. Since eating with your hands is only deviant behavior in certain dining situations, I chose to break this norm at a local sit-down restaurant in Eugene, Café Soriah. I went to the downtown restaurant with a group of friends for an afternoon meal without telling them of my Norm Violation assignment. Being the only informed one in the experiment seemed like the best way to get the most candid reactions from my peers.

When we had finished the dinner the waitress brought a bill, which costs me an arm and a leg.

My first trip to Disney World, now that, that was a memorable trip. That trip was one of the most magical and happiest memories of my life. It was back in 2008, I had just turned 6 years old a few months before we left to go there. It was summertime, and the weather was perfect. I remember being so bored on the way there because I am an only child so I didn’t have anyone to entertain me besides myself. My mom’s side of the family went on this trip with us, and at the time I was the only grandkid, and the only kid at all. So once we finally were almost there I remember passing the big ‘Welcome to Disney World” sign and being so excited I peed my pants--my mom was pretty mad, but my dad thought it was kinda funny so I didn’t get in too much trouble.

The restaurant had two drive-thru lanes, both opened. There were seven cars between my car and the point where the order was placed and I placed my order through a speaker box. I spent 12 minutes and 33 seconds in line before I reached the Order Point to place my order. Within 13 seconds of arriving at the speaker box to place my order, I was greeted in an enthusiastic tone. The Order Taker received my order in a friendly and professional manner, repeated my order back, and provided the price. After saying "thank you" she cheerfully responded, "My Pleasure!" The associate at the window and that handed me my order smiled, made good eye contact, and asked, "Welcome to Chick-fil-A! How are you?" After saying "thank you" to the Cashier, he responded

When we where done with dinner. Modesto called the people of the house to come eat. I walked into the dining room to serve their food to them.

It was a Friday night, at the Peoria Civic Center. I was there for the Heartland Heroes Concert. This was a fundraiser for the American Red Cross. I went to the concert with my mom, Ashley, and her mom. RaeLynn, Scotty McCreery, and another local girl country singer was there. The concert was incredible. The concert ended at about 10:00 P.M. We all went out to dinner after the concert. We all decided on Buffalo Wild Wings for dinner. When we arrived at Buffalo Wild Wings they told us we could sit out on the patio or the bar. The main dining area was full. We decided to sit out in the patio. The patio was all enclosed, so it wasn’t cold out there. We chose to sit at a small square table in the back. There was only one other group of people out

well might be generous but could it be that this customer really enjoyed the meal or the service

On Wednesday September 14, 2016 I went to your store to order a Hero sandwich; turkey with Muenster cheese, lettuce, mayonnaise, and tomato. It is a night special so the order is $2 off the regular price after 9 pm. I was in line and the man who was taking orders didn’t really seem up to his job sarcastically asking me “what do I want?” I placed my order. When my order came I saw the turkey still had some blood on it, and the cheese had hair on it. This was not alright with me. He observed me watching him and added sauce to the sandwich to cover up the blood and hair. I did not order or want the sauce. When he handed the bag to me he was very rude. I did not take the order or ask for my money back. I was very upset because I felt like he didn’t

As I sat alone at my small table for two, I looked at my watch and noted the time of 12:10pm. As I glanced at the menu I slowly began scanning the dining area. As I suspected the lunch crowd was pretty full and I counted 36 customers in the dining area. My waiter arrived at my table and introduced himself. His name was Tony, although I am sure his full name was Anthony. He was average height, slim build, olive complexion, and dark hair. He was very polite and asked if I would like a drink before ordering and after my response he turned and retrieved my beverage. When he returned he asked if I need a few minutes to look over the menu and I responded that I did. Before leaving, he proceeded to tell me the lunch specials for the day and even made a recommendation. I thanked him as he turned and walked away.

It was a normal Tuesday night and my family and I walked into the local Apple Bee’s, one of our go-to restaurants because of the wide variety, good service, and great taste. The waitress led us to our table with a big smile on her face. She began by telling us her name, saying the specials for the day, and taking our drink orders. She then left while she got us our drinks, and she gave us time to look at the menu. She came back with our drinks and took our orders. Before she left once again to put our orders in, my dad presented her our coupon; buy one entrée get an entrée free. That is when the poor service began. The waitress wasn’t quite as willing to help us, her smile faded, the service was slow, and the food was good, but not amazing

The perceived societal norm in this case is that men must pay for dinner while on a first date with a woman. Following this line of reasoning, deviance of this norm should include a woman attempting and/or succeeding in paying for dinner on a first date with a man. My experiment was arraigned with me going on a first date to a restaurant with a male, who will be referred to as “subject” throughout this investigation. This experiment was performed on September 12, 2015 at Applebee’s restaurant in Shirley, New York. The subject invited me on a dinner-date and I agreed, unbeknownst to him that I planned on conducting a social experiment that involved me paying for the dinner.

Early in our relationship, we attended a gathering at his mother's home that left me wrinkling my nose and second guessing nearly all of his family members. In Filipino culture, eating cheese flavored ice cream is a normal occurrence, not so in the United States. Couple this cheese flavored ice cream with a hamburger bun and you have a traditional way of eating ice cream in the Philippines. I had never heard of such a thing and had certainly never heard of anyone making cheese flavored ice cream. To my now husband this was normal, for me it was not. I did not

The waiters and waitresses were trying their best to provide great service, but it was easy to tell how inexperienced they were. Our waitress pushily asked for our drink order and without a pause to get our drinks she wanted to know our food order. We were in no particular hurry, but it seemed like she was. When she came back for our food order, another server interrupted her about information about a type of wing sauce. Our waitress then proceeded to walk off with the other server in the middle of us ordering. We felt disrespected and

As I expected, the two blokes had followed me into the lounge and sat at a booth close to mine. I decided to walk to the bar to place my food order. Whilst still sitting, I discretely pulled the back of my robe up and tucked it under my belt so that my bare bum was completely exposed from behind as I walked by. I hoped that it would look accidental.

Upon arrival, we waited in the queue for about 10 minutes, the weather was warm and we were all chatting therefore this time passed quickly. Once inside, we had to wait another 10 minutes at the bar in order to get a drink. The barmaid then messed up one of our orders, which meant another 10 minutes trying to get her attention to change it. This put us all in a bit of a bad mood as our night was just starting out and things already weren’t going smoothly, plus, we just wanted to get away from the crowded bar and wander around and have a dance. The barmaid however, was super apologetic and gave us a free shot each to compensate which meant she was completely forgiven as far as we were concerned!