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Women Demanded I Vacate My Table Halfway through My Meal – The Waitress Took Revenge on My Behalf

Bettina Dizon
May 23, 2024
03:35 P.M.

I'm a very picky eater but luckily I found a cafe near my office with the best comfort food. I'm also a creature of habit, so eating here several times a month was not a problem. I was on a hybrid work setup so I would alternate between three restaurants around the block. One day, while I was eating, two women asked me to leave the table so they could sit.

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The exterior of a cafe | Source: Pexels

One lunchtime, I went to the cafe and realized the place was a bit packed. I took my lunch later than usual that day. No problem. I sat at a communal table. It was one of those cozy spots at the end of a long wooden table with a view of the entire place.

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A communal table in a cafe | Source: Pexels

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I slid into the last seat at the end of the table, leaving three other spaces for anyone else who might need them. I ordered my usual and settled in, minding my own business and enjoying the brief break from work.

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A girl sitting in a communal table | Source: Pexels

Not long after, two women walked in and politely asked if they could take two of the free seats next to me. I smiled and nodded, "Of course, go ahead." They thanked me and sat down, chatting away as they waited for their order.

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Two women eating in a restaurant | Source: Pexels

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Things were going well until two more people showed up to join the women. They bypassed the host at the entrance, spotting their friends at the communal table. They were two and there was only one more seat available.

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Two girls walking into a cafe | Source: FreePik

Never mind that I was already halfway through my meal. They walked up to me, and one of them, a tall woman with an air of entitlement, said, "Excuse me, could you move so we can sit together?"

I glanced around the crowded café, then looked back at her, trying to stay calm. "I'm sorry, but there's no other seat available, and I was here first."

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Her eyes narrowed, and she exchanged a look with her friend. "We need to sit together, and you're taking up the whole table by yourself."

I took a deep breath and said, "I understand, but I'm in the middle of my meal, and there really isn't anywhere else for me to go." The two newcomers started huffing and puffing, making a scene about how selfish I was for not moving.

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Two upset women | Source: FreePik

They stood there, arms crossed, glaring at me as if their combined willpower could make me disappear. The women who were already sitting with me started to look uncomfortable, casting sideways glances at the commotion their friends were causing.

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Two upset women | Source: FreePik

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Just when I thought things couldn't get any more awkward, our server, a woman named Sarah who I'd seen many times before, came over.

Sarah looked at the two Karens and said, "I'm sorry but we are packed and we have a waitlist, you need to go back up front and wait like everyone else."

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Restaurant server with coffee | Source: FreePik

One of the girls then replied, "But we have reserved seats right here, gesturing toward the table. "Um, this is a cafe that does NOT accept reservations. Kindly wait for your turn at the back of the line," Sarah responded.

She then looked at me, and said, "Maam, you stay where you are and take ALL the time you need."

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The look on their faces was priceless. They sputtered a bit, but Sarah didn't budge. The two women grudgingly left, but not without shooting me a final glare. I couldn't help but chuckle at the situation. Sarah winked at me and went back to the counter. I thought that was the end of it, but Sarah had other plans.

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Two shocked women | Source: FreePik

As I continued my meal, Sarah made sure I stayed comfortable. She brought a side salad to go with my meal. "On the house," she said with a grin.

When I finished that, she surprised me with a complimentary dessert. It was a delicious slice of cheesecake. "You've got to try this. It's our best dessert," she said, placing it in front of me.

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A waitress giving a person their order | Source: FreePik

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I was full by this point, but Sarah's antics were too amusing to decline. She made sure my drink was always topped off and even brought me a newspaper to read. I knew exactly what she was doing, and I found it hilarious. I told her, "Sarah, you don't have to do all this. I'll pay for everything."

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A waitress giving a woman her bill | Source: FreePik

She waved me off. "Nah, girl, just pay for the meal you ordered. You're doing me a HUGE favor just by sitting here. No way do I want those two in my section to serve."

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I laughed, feeling a mix of gratitude and camaraderie. My tablemates, who had been quiet throughout the ordeal, seemed to relax finally. The two women who'd tried to kick me out were still hanging around, clearly unhappy.

Every now and then, I'd catch them looking over, probably wondering why I was taking so long. But with Sarah's encouragement, I wasn't in any rush. By the time I finished my dessert and drained the last of my drink, the two at my table also had to leave and return to work.

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An empty dessert plate | Source: Pexels

As I got up to leave, Sarah came over one last time. "Thanks for being such a good sport," she said, giving me a genuine smile. "Thanks for having my back," I replied. "I'll definitely be back, and I'll make sure to tip generously."

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I walked out of the café feeling a mix of satisfaction and amusement. It's not every day you get to experience such a petty yet satisfying form of revenge. Over the next few weeks, I became even more of a regular at the café, always making sure to sit in Sarah's section and leaving a good tip.

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One day, as I was enjoying my usual lunch, Sarah came over and said, "You know, those two women haven't been back since that day." I smiled. "Guess they couldn't handle the kindness."

We both laughed, and I realized how much I enjoyed these little moments of connection and solidarity. It's funny how a simple lunch at a café can turn into a memorable story of standing your ground and finding unexpected allies.

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Two women laughing | Source: FreePik

In the end, I think the real lesson here is that sometimes, the smallest acts of defiance and kindness can make the biggest impact. And for that, I'm grateful to Sarah and the little café that became my lunchtime haven.

Sometimes, teaching others lessons does not guarantee they learn from it. However, two siblings realized their mistake immediately when their stepmom decided to show them the consequences of their actions.

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My Stepkids Disrespected Me When Their Bio Mom Reappeared - They Called Me Crying & Apologizing after I Taught Them a Lesson

I've been married to my husband, Tommy, for six years. He has 16-year-old twins, Jack and Lily, whose mother hasn't been in their lives since they were eight.

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Twins on a yacht | Source: Pexels

When Tommy and I got together, we went to family therapy, and I made it clear I wasn't there to replace their mom. We wanted to make sure that I entered their lives seamlessly, without it doing any harm to the children's mental and emotional well-being.

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Everything has been wonderful for the past six years, and I think a big factor is because of therapy. The twins even started calling me mom around age 12 or 13. However, things took a turn for the worse in the past months.

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A girl hugging her mom | Source: Pexels

Their biological mom, Maggie, waltzed her way back into their lives. The kids were doubtful at first, but eventually became thrilled to have her back. I, too, was happy to see the twins build a relationship with their biological mom.

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However, after about six months of spending time with Maggie, they began calling me by my real name, Carol. It hurt, but I never questioned it. It was their right to call me by my first name, given that the title "mom" belonged to someone else.

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A sad woman | Source: Pexels

Things went downhill from there. They started being very disrespectful to me, snubbing me at times when they came home late. They no longer followed the curfew rules, stopped cleaning up after themselves, and began talking back to me. What hurt most was emphasizing that I wasn't their real mom.

Read the full story here.

This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

The author and publisher make no claims to the accuracy of events or the portrayal of characters and are not liable for any misinterpretation. This story is provided "as is," and any opinions expressed are those of the characters and do not reflect the views of the author or publisher.

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