She was a new waitress at the restaurant which is trying hard to establish itself. Business is growing almost daily, said the co-owner. We want them to do well. The food is good, the location convenient.
The girl was afflicted with first night jitters.
She dropped a knife.
She forgot to bring me a knife after taking mine away.
She dropped a fork.
She dropped a plate of butter.
She whacked herself on the wrist by sideswiping a door knob.
She spoke in a semi-shout (and the place wasn't nearly that noisy.) I suspect this was a case of Ipod deafness.
She called us "you guys."
Every response to whatever we said was, "Awesome."
No harm, no foul.