Not exactly sabotage, but...
As student, worked in a hotel in Aberdeen, and was regularly pissed off by big-headed yanks. (Better than being pissed on by them, but that's not relevant.)

So, some yank big-shot arrives at 11.00 pm, and demands that the restaurant stays open until he eats. After a leisurely shower (what a ****) he wanders down.

I'd managed to persuade one of the senior chefs to stay on, and the yank decides to order off-menu. (Double arse.) He says he enjoys Mexican food, but nothing too spicey, and would like whtever the UK equivalent is.

Right.... Chef whips up a pretty mean Chicken Korma, mushroom rice and something like a naan. I had a taste, the chef having confirmed it was unadulterated, and it was bloody good.

Served the yank the curry (unmolested) and scuttled off to cover for the departing chef. After a sweet, the yank admitted he thoroghly enjoyed it, tho' admitted that the hotness was just at his limit (wuss.)

However, as it had taken too long to prepare, he wouldn't be tipping us, so we could learn a lesson about customer service.

Sabotage / Revenge ? Sadly lacking so far, but he did ask us what sort of curry it was. Hopefully, thereafter I do hope he asks for Chicken Vindaloo hoping to emulate that wonderful one.

Ringpiece Revenge I hope.
( Tepid_Halibut felt like a cold, empty shell of a human...until, Sat 20 Sep 2008, 13:35, 3 replies)

me too
click!
( applehead herp derp, Sat 20 Sep 2008, 14:10, closed)

Waldorf
salad?
(Turn that bloody gramaphone down has incorrect spelling in her username *WINS*, Sat 20 Sep 2008, 20:33, closed)

being a yank and all...
I think a horrible pathogenic cocktail is not out of order in this concern - let him sort out NHS A&E for a few days.
With any luck, he already has hemorrhoids.
You may fire when ready, Gridley!
(aeon chicken Like the Millenium Falcon, only slower and noisier, Sat 20 Sep 2008, 21:58, closed)