Saturday, March 28, 2009

THE SHOUTING WAITRESS

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.

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