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Waiter: Would you mind filling out this customer survey so we know how we're doing? Dilbert: I don't have time to fill out surveys about everything I do. But you're making me feel guilty about not doing it. Oh no! You turned a good customer experience into something ugly. It's getting all awkward and I'm looking like a big jerk in front my date. Now I can never again eat here because I'm afraid of what you'll do to my food. You've ruined my favorite restaurant, as well as my chance of romance with this woman. Waiter: ... favorite restaurant... Woman: What are you doing later?
Dilbert and a woman sit at a restaurant table. The woman says, "I must warn you that I have an obsessive personality." The woman continues, "If I spend a moment with a man I fall completely in love. I think of only him. I . . . I become his slave." Dilbert says, "Are you saying . . ." The woman replies, "Yes. I'm in love with our waiter."
Dilbert and a woman sit at a table in a restaurant. Dilbert says, ". . . So I knew it was either a layer three protocol error or else it was time to recalibrate the scope." Dilbert continues, "Ha ha! I'll avoid the obvious pun about D-channel packet addressing!" The waiter wrestles with the woman for her knife. Dilbert says, "I don't think she's done with her knife." The waiter says, "I know. I lost three engineers this way."
Dilbert: "I'm wearing a synthetic pheremone scent that makes me irresistible. It should kick in any minute." Tina: "Uh-oh." Tina: "Waiter! Here's three hundred dollars. If I start to flirt with him, kill him!" Dilbert: "So far so good" Tina: "I've got to...mace...myself..."
Dilbert and a woman sit at a table in a restaurant. Dilbert says, "Waiter, there's a hair in my soup." The waiter says, "It looks like one of yours. I'm sure it wasn't there when I served it." Dilbert says angrily, "It is NOT one of mine!" The waiter replies, "Sir! You insult my integrity!" The waiter says, "I shall send the hair to our lab for analysis." Dilbert replies, "Fair enough." The waiter pulls out some of Dilbert's hair and says, "They'll need a clump of your hair for comparison." Dilbert cries, "Ouch!" Dilbert tells the woman, "You have to be tough with these waiters or else they'll walk all over you." The woman asks, "Does it seem odd to you that the restaurant has it's own lab?" Dilbert replies, "They must have a lot of problems with hairy food." The waiter returns and says, "The lab says they need a few more clumps of your hair . . ."
Dilbert and a woman sit at a table in a restaurant. The woman says, "You remind me of my old boyfriend Jack." The woman continues, "You're not as funny or as handsome . . ." The woman continues, "But you ARE male, and that's just like Jack." Dilbert thinks, "I can wait this out. She'll stop talking about him eventually." The woman closes her eyes and says, "Ooooh . . . Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack . . ." The woman opens her eyes and says, "Oops . . . I slipped into an 'old boyfriend coma' for a minute there." Dilbert looks at a menu and thinks, "That wasn't too bad." The waiter asks, "Are you ready to order?" Dilbert thinks, "It should be clear sailing from here on, with any luck at all." The woman looks up from her menu and asks the waiter, "Jack?"
Dilbert and Dogbert are sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee. Dilbert says, "Maybe I'll take a job as a waiter until I can get a job as an engineer." Dogbert replies, "You're not qualified to wait on tables." Dilbert responds, "How hard could it be?" A waiter is juggling dishes unsteadily. He says to Dilbert, "The manager is over there slapping a drunk."
Waiter: Here are your french fries. Dilbert: Gaaaa!!! I have no salt. Waiter: I will bring the salt right away. Dilbert: No, you won't. This isn't my first time eating out! You say you will bring salt, but you will be distracted by another table. I will sit here in anger while I watch you do things that do not involve bringing me salt. As the temperature of my fries drops, my cortisol levels will increase. In five minutes I will hate your guts and this restaurant, too. I also need ketchup. Waiter: That will take a little longer.
Mom, the good news I wanted to tell you is that my boss named me project manager. Mom: Please keep that to yourself. I tell my friends you're a locksmith. Dilbert: You're paying for your own lunch. Waiter: I'm Ed. I'll be your project manager.
Dilbert and Dogbert, who is wearing a hat, walk into Scaparotti's Restaurant. There is a sign in the window that says, "No pets." Dilbert says to Dogbert, "Just try to act human." Dilbert says to the waiter, "Two ravioli supremes and garlic bread." Dogbert adds, "And a cat . . ." Dilbert says, "That's 'catsup,' my friend would like some CATSUP." Dogbert says, "Maybe something Siamese."