Yes it's Saturday, and you know what that means. It's the big day you have been waiting for!Enough silly banter for now, I am going to share a few stories from the good old restaurant.
One group of winners came in during Wednesday night dinner service. One of the women in the group was wearing a hot pink T-shirt that read, "I'm not fat, I'm knocked up." I know I don't even have to say it, but she was extra classy. If you couldn't guess, she was extremely rude and had little to no manners while she scarfed down crab legs and yelled at her young son.
One more great one and off to bed. Just kidding. It would be silly to go to bed at 1:30 in the afternoon. Unless your name is Rocky.
I had a young girl turning 15 last night and she designed her own cake and insisted on telling me about it. She also yelled out my name several times and then pointed to her glass that was running low on cherry Sprite. I thought that was very polite. Yell my name, point at your glass, roll your eyes, it's all gold.
OK, I think I have spent my grief enough for this week. I go back to school on Monday, and I am not thrilled. However, I am getting very close to finishing my master's degree and that is a wonderful thing.
Enjoy your weekend wherever you are and in whatever you are doing.
More fine things to come...
- Farah
"Yell my name, point at your glass, roll your eyes, it's all gold."
ReplyDeletePriceless.