Nyoro Nyoro - Vol. 1 Ch. 24 - Troubled restaurant

[MangaDex]

 

[Mangamoz]

Something tells me that Nyororin and Glamor just walked into some little girl playing pretend without realizing it.

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[Mingu113]

Now Nyororin must pay

 

[eelzbean]

wholesome! If only we could have some of that Nyororin home restaurant cooking

 

[Angry_Panda]

Literally the business model for a third of new businesses.

Thanks for the chapter!

 

[sarusa]

I swear I have been in places like this, you know the kind, there's just a single surly 18 yo. At least Octopus-chan is super friendly! And some lucky mole got to have Nyororin sit on him.

 

[sarusa]

I swear I have been in places like this, you know the kind, there's just a single surly 18 yo.

Heck, let me ramble on about this just because it's so funny to me (now!) and I hadn't really thought of till this chapter. We were on the road, had been up since 6 AM, stopped at a little place near Portland, Oregon (US) offering 'Great Breakfasts! Best Coffee For Miles!'. I don't remember the name of the place at all. There really was just a single surly 18-something chick with a nose ring, tattoos who grunted and just shrugged us at a table, handed us the menus. We looked it over, it actually looked pretty nice (you CAN get really good food in Portland). Once we'd figured out what we wanted we waited for her to take our order. Nope. She's just scrolling her Insta (or TikTok or whatever).

So we waved her over, she rolled her eyes, sighed, and slouched over. 'Yeah?' 'I'd like the [some omelet that sounded good] with' 'uhhhh, exCUSE me!?' She rolled her eyes. 'Eggs are too expensive so OBVIOUSLY we don't serve them any more.' She sighed like I'm a dumbass for not knowing that. And this is a breakfast place! 'Uh, well can you do the chilaquiles without eggs?' SIGH 'let me check'. She shambled off to the kitchen, back a bit later, 'yeah.' 'Says it's carne asada or pollo asada, let me do the carne asada.' 'UH. EXSCUSE me.' She shambled off to the ktichen and back. 'We're out of beef, SIGH, you can have the chicken.' 'Okay.'

So then the friend I'm with asked to do the breakfast burger (no need for egg) with fries (the default). 'UM EXCUUUUUSE MEEEE the cook didn't get any fries we don't have any SIGH EYEROLL' like that was obvious too. 'Well okay, the onion rings?' And you know the drill, she shuffled off and back... 'NO we don't have any onion rings (DUH!) He says you can have an english muffin.' An English muffin with your burger! Friend said 'sure'. Whatever at this point.

Then we try to order some of their 'best coffee' but the machine is broken. We can have some bottled water.

Then the food finally came out (not fast but not toooo slow), but 'Uh, can I get some salt and pepper and salsa for the chilaquiles?' and friend was 'Uh, any butter or jam for the english muffins and mustard for the burger?' Oh my god, you would think we were the greatest monsters in history for actually expecting some condiments with our food. She dragged them out one at a time and smacked them down on the table.

Now obviously, we should have left at 'we don't have any eggs', but we were on the road and ravenous, and hey, we were close to Portland, probably not getting any better service anywhere else 😹 .

And I had buried that, but this chapter resurfaced this trauma, thank you Mangamoz!

 

[Mangamoz]

Heck, let me ramble on about this just because it's so funny to me (now!) and I hadn't really thought of till this chapter. We were on the road, had been up since 6 AM, stopped at a little place near Portland, Oregon (US) offering 'Great Breakfasts! Best Coffee For Miles!'. I don't remember the name of the place at all. There really was just a single surly 18-something chick with a nose ring, tattoos who grunted and just shrugged us at a table, handed us the menus. We looked it over, it actually looked pretty nice (you CAN get really good food in Portland). Once we'd figured out what we wanted we waited for her to take our order. Nope. She's just scrolling her Insta (or TikTok or whatever).

So we waved her over, she rolled her eyes, sighed, and slouched over. 'Yeah?' 'I'd like the [some omelet that sounded good] with' 'uhhhh, exCUSE me!?' She rolled her eyes. 'Eggs are too expensive so OBVIOUSLY we don't serve them any more.' She sighed like I'm a dumbass for not knowing that. And this is a breakfast place! 'Uh, well can you do the chilaquiles without eggs?' SIGH 'let me check'. She shambled off to the kitchen, back a bit later, 'yeah.' 'Says it's carne asada or pollo asada, let me do the carne asada.' 'UH. EXSCUSE me.' She shambled off to the ktichen and back. 'We're out of beef, SIGH, you can have the chicken.' 'Okay.'

So then the friend I'm with asked to do the breakfast burger (no need for egg) with fries (the default). 'UM EXCUUUUUSE MEEEE the cook didn't get any fries we don't have any SIGH EYEROLL' like that was obvious too. 'Well okay, the onion rings?' And you know the drill, she shuffled off and back... 'NO we don't have any onion rings (DUH!) He says you can have an english muffin.' An English muffin with your burger! Friend said 'sure'. Whatever at this point.

Then we try to order some of their 'best coffee' but the machine is broken. We can have some bottled water.

Then the food finally came out (not fast but not toooo slow), but 'Uh, can I get some salt and pepper and salsa for the chilaquiles?' and friend was 'Uh, any butter or jam for the english muffins and mustard for the burger?' Oh my god, you would think we were the greatest monsters in history for actually expecting some condiments with our food. She dragged them out one at a time and smacked them down on the table.

Now obviously, we should have left at 'we don't have any eggs', but we were on the road and ravenous, and hey, we were close to Portland, probably not getting any better service anywhere else 😹 .

And I had buried that, but this chapter resurfaced this trauma, thank you Mangamoz!

Man wtf? Reading that, I am sort of glad now that here in Puerto Rico bosses are more old school with rowdy employees like that.

They would just get fired right then and there in front of the customers, tears and all.

 

[sarusa]

Man wtf? Reading that, I am sort of glad now that here in Puerto Rico bosses are more old school with rowdy employees like that.

They would just get fired right then and there in front of the customers, tears and all.

Yeah, that kind of 'service' is not normal at all, even in the US, I swear. I'm down in San Diego (southern California), no problem going out to eat. But there's a whole area of this country in the northwest, centered around Portland, Oregon, where you find a lot of people like that. Well, and occasionally in any hippie town, including Northern California, but seen it in Arizona and Colorado too. Normally I think mostly bosses are douches oppressing the employees, but in this case I actually want your Boricuas bosses to slap them around. 😹

Though in this case Octo-chan isn't malicious, just a total ditz.

 

[Angry_Panda]

I certainly see how some of that could be regional - try that here in the Upper Midwest and you'll get talked to after your first shift and be off the schedule after your second - but some of it is probably age (not generation, since I can recall peers having this same attitude at that age). That sorts itself out once these folks figure out they're not well suited for customer service jobs.

 

[Gu7]

I should have been glamour's chair, not the moles !

it should have been me !

 

[panzerkampfwagyu]

I like that the stories kinda follow the setup of one character becoming annoyed at all the insanity and inconveniences, but that the character is missing at all and everyone just vibes with.
Also the negative punchlines are entirely removed

 

[Hikineet]

Thanks for the chapter.