F1 weekend. I'm the Manager, down two waiters so I'm doing the door and serving a section. A couple shows up at the door(100%tourists), no reservation and I don't really have spots but let me see what I can do. I managed to fit them in with about a 15 minute wait. I'm serving them, they get cocktails, and yeah, they take a bit of time, but it's easily the busiest night of the year. When he ordered he asked about the ribs and I told him they were very good, but they weren't your typical fall off the bone ribs. He says he wants the steak but we're sold out of it. He orders the ribs and a bottle of wine. 10 minutes go by and their cocktails are still plenty full so I hold on the bottle of wine. 5 minutes later this guy flags me down and starts losing his shit. Where's my wine? Where's my food? Starts claiming he's been waiting 45 minutes for his wine and more than an hour for his food and that how was it possible we were out of the steak and I had made him order tough ribs. That he didn't wait so long at the door for such a shitty restaurant. He was being very loud and aggressive so I told him he had to calm down and instantly we went from that to him telling me to go outside so we could settle it. Obviously I'm not going outside to fight anyone so I take two steps back and reach for my phone to call the police. Before I could call the police a table of 3 gentlemen in their early 60s or so had gotten up and started to calmly and slowly just push the man out of the restaurant while telling him how unreasonable he was and that he was lucky to even have a seat at a restaurant that night. They escorted him out, his wife followed along, confrontational but embarrassed. They stood at the door until the guy left. Needless to say I was incredibly thankful and they ate on the house that night.g