Tonight when I picked up a plate from a table, I knocked over the salt shaker. I made a joke about being clumsy as the guy quickly set it up right, and I was turning to go when he said, "Wait! Throw some over your shoulder!"
I looked at my hands, one which had his dinner plate and the other which held a tray and several menus. I wanted to ask him to wait a minute while I grew a third arm for that, but instead of I laughed and said, "Why don't you do it for me?"
He looked confused.
5 comments:
I'm not wasting my time on your pathetic blog anymore. YOU HAVE NO LIFE, YOU HAVE NO FUTURE. YOU SUCK AND THAT'S SAD ;)
Some people are funny. I am trying to figure out the first comment though. Strange.
Oh, that's everybody's favorite troll pouting because I installed a script that redirects his IP to a picture of Happy Bunny that says "you suck and that's sad". I think he actually went to the trouble of using an IP masker just to post that comment.
Haha it's like when people try to chat you up while you're balancing a trayful of their crap in both hands. It's the thought that counts, but sometimes I wish they wouldn't think...
Waitresses and Waiters are the salt of the earth. Don't underestimate the grit that it takes to wait on the 'Public".
It's so hard.
When you walk up to a table it's like the first time, every time. Don't be a cheap tipper, either. The average tip doesn't even buy a gallon of milk.
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