by waiter | Oct 20, 2004 | Uncategorized
It’s a beautiful summer’s day and two ladies are lunching al fresco on the patio. Everything is going swimmingly save for the insects that buzz around trying to catch a meal – or lay an egg. It’s a slow shift. I am inside deeply engrossed in a...
by waiter | Oct 20, 2004 | Uncategorized
Many thanks to Ben Hammersley for linking me on his excellent blog. If you have not read or seen his work – check it out. A man of singular wit, his blog should be required online reading. Thanks again Ben! I guess this means I can’t spit in his...
by waiter | Oct 19, 2004 | Uncategorized
This Sunday night I am walking up the aisle when I hear a commotion near the front tables. A lady is shouting unintelligibly. I soon discover why. Perching on her table is Sciurus carolinensis – an American grey squirrel. He isn’t happy. “Holy fucking shit!”...
by waiter | Oct 19, 2004 | Uncategorized
You would think that if a guy cheats on his wife he’d be smart enough not to take his mistress to a restaurant him and his spouse patronize regularly. You would be wrong of course. When guys think with their dicks the IQ points start falling off. One lunch shift...
by waiter | Oct 15, 2004 | Uncategorized
It’s a busy Sunday and the place is jumping. Awaiting my delivery, three tables worth of entrees are racked and stacked in the kitchen. The pickup bell is ringing insistently. I am in the zone. The Zen-like state where I am aware of everything, no movement...
