Restaurant Stereotypes
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Restaurant Stereotypes
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I’m having my lunch right now without any of them. Nice.
I eat at home whenever I can. The company and the food are superior.
When I can’t, I go to a drive-thru then drive to some place quiet.
I always watch those around me in public. Over the past many years, I have acquired an understanding of the human condition, the likes of which most psychologists can never achieve. Why? Their training gives them all these clinically-based, preconceived notions.
They should do one from the servers point of view: Screaming kids, giant family, wants to hear the specials again, vegan, etc
Looks like those 4 idjuts that do that “joker” show on TV that I’d guarantee a punch in the kisser to if they pulled that crap on the redneck persona that I maintain in public (except for wearing the hat backwards – anybody that does that is a piece of crap – WEAR IT THE WAY THE HAT WAS DESIGNED you wanna be fagot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Heh, heh, heh, vegan.
The wife and I were at our favorite Mex place. It’s as ‘authentic’ as anyplace I have been to east of the Mississippi River, make their own tortillas.
The family at the table by us were totally out of their element, gringos all.
I got a big kick out of the snowflake ordering rice, beans and tortillas.
Told the wife she needed to tell young whitebread that there is manteca (lard) it all three.
She kicked me under the table, has a mean side sometimes.
I get that Over Ambitious Water Filler all the time.
I once went to a wedding that had “White Glove Service”. The most annoying thing on earth. Waiters were standing behind you watching you eat and if you put your napkin down for a second they’d reach over and fold it for you in the middle of your dinner. It was supposed to be a “luxury” but it was a buzzkill.
Me and a friend go out to fast food lunch two or three times a week. I sometimes give my name as Allah Akbar and because I’m hard of hearing I tell them to call it out loudly when the order’s ready.
Being a cultured and worldly sophisticate, I was mightily impressed by that dude’s ability apparently to fart with authority, apparently on command? It probably is a good thing I don’t have that skill.
Billy, does the old gag of telling them your name is Ima Butt or Ima Fag or Ima Dork still work? Or Ben Dover etc.
How about Ben Tweeny geoff?
They left out the Nazi waitress:
https://www.youtube.com/embed/hdIXrF34Bz0
🙂
We’re selective on where we eat, tip well, and
they treat us like gold.
I grew up waitering as a teen, my tips averaged
five times my $1.35 an hour wage in the ’70’s.
Ladies here at bfh, tell me that kind of lower intestinal gas blast isnt a show stopper on date #1. Right?