I agree to a point but how sad is it that we just accept the fact that we have to chalk it up to the "luck of the draw" whether we get good, mediocre or bad service when dining at Disney. It seems like maybe Disney needs to do better at training the servers so that there is more consistency. I know that there will be off days for everyone and I get that but those should be the one off rather than the norm.
I am not at all sure this is a training issue, but that it stems from a management issue. For the most part a server will mirror not only the expectations the restaurant management places on him or her, but will react to the direction they have been provided, much of which can be unspoken. Of course there are outliers, however I would bet you a buck that if a restaurant delivers haphazard service chronically there is more in play than training.
I've never had bad service at Disney...but then again I make an effort to befriend our server.
I cannot say that I have had 100% satisfaction in my close to 15 years of Disney dining, but it is pretty darn close. I spent the a good deal part of my life as a server, and came from a restaurant family, so I also go out of my way to be courteous and kind to those who are taking care of my family meals. If there is a problem that I cannot see any obvious reason and one that I feel needs to be addressed, i will take it to a manager. I would never speak rudely or raise my voice to a server in order to teach then their job.
Hutch- I know you think that your method of dressing down those who do not measure up is effective, and perhaps in the military it is so, however I would argue that drill Sergeants or commanding officers has a tad bit more knowledge about the men and woman their charge than you do about those strangers who are serving your table. I started waiting tables when I was 14 years old, and then raised my young family with the money I earned in this profession. I wish I could tell you that all of my customers were lovely people whose smiles radiated sunshine and light, but alas, I cannot. I learned at 16 years of age that there are cruel people who would work to make me feel small so that they could feel tall, and I learned from a kind FA who found me in tears in a rest room how to handle those people. Most of the time. There were times when I was distracted due to a customers treatment, a meltdown from a chef, mistakes in the kitchen issues at home or because I was sick or was suffering a loss. If I was serving your family you would have no way of knowing what I was keeping to myself as I tried to do my job, and if my service reflected my bad day or moment, and I was not able to make the adjustment after a comment from you, a word with my manager would be appropriate. You see, the manager has the full picture, and not that little snapshot you experienced. Yelling at me might be the end of my night under some circumstances.
One more word and I'll stop. My son and DIL went to dine on Valentines day at our favorite restaurant. Our food and service have always been excellent. Their server dropped an entire tray of beverages, and after that she lost her stride. She forget to bring a bread basket and did not bring one until they asked her, and then served the salad before the entree, rather than with the meal. She forgot to refill their water. When she brought the meal DIL's baked potato was lukewarm. My son then decide to have a word with the manager. His response was to send the poor woman back to their table to offer drinks and dessert to make up for her service lapse. I guess she was not springy at that point, so once again there was a "word" with the manager and the entire meal was comped. DS was thrilled with the managements customer service and was shocked I was less than impressed with him and his wife's lack of compassion and empathy after having witnessed a difficult accident. I was that server at times, and also lost my stride. I asked DS if the server lost her job. WHAT????? Did she have to pay for the lost beverages or broken glassware? WHAT????? That's illegal. I know but it happens. Suffice it to say that the a customer who came in after this entire fiasco might be facing a server on the brink of losing a job, or having to pay for a mishap, and whose concentration was a mess after a conversation that was probably very tense with a manager. Can you imagine if Mr. Hutch decide to yell at her on top of the disaster of her evening?
My DS and DDIL have not been invited to join us since that evening and until I can figure out how to ensure there will be no outbursts, returned food or snippy complaints, they will not be joining us. I would also not include anyone who raised a voice to my server as if that person was a private in boot camp.