Whether your server was an asshole, the food was atrocious or you had to summon the manager so he or she could give you a free, shitty meal, everyone has had a terrible restaurant experience. There's a Reddit thread asking people to share theirs, and the stories range from bad to terrible.

Roaches falling from the ceiling, clumps of hair in pasta and a scene straight out of Date Night with Tina Fey and Steve Carrell were the norm:

This wasn't the restaurant's fault, but it was the worst dining experience my husband and I have every had.

We decided to go to a very nice steak house on a whim. Valet park the car and go in. Place our order, apps come out and are great. We see the manager and the seating host going to every table, but they look very concerned; not the typical "How's your meal?" The manager gets out our table and he asks if we valet parked the car and we said yes. He then asks if it was a red Nissan. We said it was and I got a bad feeling when he said "was". He then asks us to follow him out front.

We get outside and there's a cop car. I'm thinking someone hit my car or something. NOPE! Two kids hopped in my car and took off! Right from the valet. I was in total shock as this had never happened to me before and it was a crappy 2004 Nissan! The manager and head valet were falling over themselves apologizing. We got a free meal and they offered to pay for a cab.

My husband goes inside to fill out some paperwork and I'm sitting outside in shock. The cop pulls back up and said "We got 'em!" We got to ride in the back of a cop car to pick up mine in the middle of the hood. Felt like the movie 'Date Night' for a while. At least we got a free meal and a good story out of it.

Still haven't been back to the restaurant though.

Or how about restaurant staff hitting on your female friend, who isn't even your date, on some "Marvin's Room"/"My Hatin' Joint" shit:

I was eating with a female friend at a reasonably nice restaurant. Not posh, but expensive. Before we were seated we grabbed a drink at the bar, whilst there she signed up to some sort of newsletter at the bar. To be fair it was stuff like this that made me apprehensive to call the place "posh".

Anyways, we sit down and the girl I'm with gets a text telling her how beautiful she looks. She ignores it and another one comes through asking her what she's doing later. She hasn't got a clue who it is and ignores it.

We're finishing up our meal and a 3rd text comes through saying she shouldn't be with a guy like me and asking if she wanted dessert with a "real man" Now it's clear someone in the restaurant has her number and we clocked that she had put it down on the application form for the newsletter. Considering the newsletters went into a box behind the bar it was a member of staff. After getting the manager down and him calling the number and pegging what member of staff it was it turned out one of the waiters had taken her number and address off this form, written it in his phone and had spent the evening taking pictures of her from behind the bar. The police ended up involved.

Restaurant game stressful.

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[via Eater and Reddit]