Mmm, lemon tart!

A few nights ago, I went out with a group of wonderful, vibrant women who also happen to be my fellow playgroup mums.. The food was great, but the service was very poor to say the least.. It took quite a while for the waitress to take our order. Once the food was served, we did not see the waitress again. We were not offered drinks, dessert, tea/coffee. The funniest part however, was when we asked to order the 'special' dessert for the night. It was homemade lemon tart - yum! The waitress replied that she would have to 'try to find the tart in the fridge' and given that the chefs had gone home for the night (it was 9:30pm), she would have to see if she could cut the tart herself.. We were in hysterics.. We are a group of mums, give us the damn tart and we can cut it ourselves! ha. I want to open the discussion on this one.. Share your funny restaurant stories...