Rich Guy Humiliates Disabled Waiter Who Later Teaches Him a Valuable Lesson – Story of the Day

College kid Alex is used to getting by on his daddy’s dime, but his father forces him to work to earn his new car when he is rude to a server at a cafe. But could Alex rise to the challenge?

Alex sat at a table in a cafe, scrolling through his phone. Eric, the waiter, a conscientious young man in his early twenties, approached him with a nervous expression.

“What can I get you, sir?” he asked.

“Sir?” Alex sneered, not looking at the waiter. “Do I look like an old man? I’ll have a double espresso.”

“Sorry, was that a double or single?” Eric asked.

“What, are you deaf?” Alex said unkindly. “I said double. Black, no sugar.”

Alex went back to scrolling on his phone. His father had promised to buy him a luxury car if he got good grades in school, but Alex had failed his last math test.

A few minutes later, the waiter returned, “Here you go, enjoy.”

“What is this?” Alex asked, glaring at the waiter. “I said black; why is there milk in this?”

Eric’s face fell. “I’m so sorry.”

“If I were your boss, I’d fire you. Now go bring me what I asked for,” Alex snapped.

Eric’s face turned red. “Right away,” he said and hurried away.

A few moments later, a distinguished man, Bill, joined Alex at his table. “Hello, Son,” he said with a smile.

“Hey, Dad,” Alex said, putting down his phone. “Just waiting for my coffee. The waiter is an imbecile.”

Alex’s father frowned. “Alex, that’s not very nice. I’m disappointed in you. You need to learn to be more respectful of people, even if they make mistakes.”

Just then, Eric returned with Alex’s new coffee. “Here you go, sir. Double espresso, black, on the house.”

Alex looked up at Eric and said, “Took you long enough.”

Eric turned to Bill. “What can I get you, sir?” he asked.

“Flat white, please,” Bill replied.

Alex leaned in closer toward Bill. “Sorry, I didn’t catch that, sir,” he said.

“Flat white,” Bill said more loudly than before, looking straight at Alex.

“Got it, thank you, sir,” Alex said, moving off.

“You know,” Bill started, “that waiter is trying his best. He’s probably overworked. You should be more understanding. Everyone deserves respect, Alex. If you can’t grasp that, I don’t know...