Tonight was the night of the interrupting jerks. First table:
“Hi! How are y--”
“Well, your wine list isn't anything special, IS IT.”
“We have chips and salsa--” I started.
“-- on special for a dollar tonight.” I finished because fuck her, that's why.
“How is everythin--”
“Can't we get our bill.”
“Hello, how are you? What can I get you to--”
“I'm waiting for two more people.”
“Okay, can I get you some tea or something while you're--”
All goddamn night. It's not like I was trying high-pressure sales tactics or something, most of the interruptions were during normal questions or just plain greetings. Did nobody learn manners growing up?
I always want to pull a "My Cousin Vinny" -- "Don't shake your head at me, I'm not done. Wait until you hear the whole thing."