BITCHY BUSINESS WOMAN (on cell phone, dining alone):
Yeah I'll be right there. I'm just finishing my salad.
(looks at me)
Yeah, male.
(looks at me again)
Mmmm. 5'9"? 5'10"?
(looks at me one last time)
Hahaha, eww. No, honey, he's a waiter.
(Minutes later)
ME (on cell phone, within earshot of Bitchy Business Woman):
Yeah just waiting for this woman to finish up so I can go home.
(looks at bitchy business woman)
Yeah, eating alone.
(looks at bitchy business woman again)
Mmmm. 170? 180?
(looks at bitchy business woman one last time)
Hahaha, eww. No, honey, she tips 15 percent.
BR, would this person wielding a gun to my head perhaps be the same person forcing you to read my blog if you're posing the question "Why do people wait tables if they hate it so much?" Thanks for reading!
Posted by: Bitter Waiter | April 27, 2012 at 08:28 PM
I can only imagine maybe this is what your life has come to. Why do people wait tables if they hate it so much? Someone holding a gun to your head.
Posted by: BR | April 27, 2012 at 08:17 PM
Ah...the amazing, induplicable, delightful wickedness of my beloved Bitter Waiter strikes again!
Posted by: Jet | March 07, 2012 at 03:00 PM
LMFAO!!!!!!
Posted by: ubermouth | March 05, 2012 at 10:45 PM
Love, love, love.
Posted by: Bagel Fairy | March 04, 2012 at 07:04 AM
LOL
Posted by: Heather | March 03, 2012 at 07:45 AM
lol she is extremely rude and disrespectful! She could have kept her thoughts.
Posted by: arie | March 02, 2012 at 02:40 PM