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Originally posted by robustpuppy
No, I didn't see that article. But I hope this concept of being personable does not inspire more servers to bend at the knees, rest their arms on the table, and say "Hey, guys, I'm Justin, I'll be your server tonight, okay guys? Awesome."
Justin, I don't care what the fuck your name is. I can't remember the names of law school classmates, former colleagues, or even certain partners in my firm who could actually help my career. Your name has no chance of being lodged in my memory, even for the duration of this meal, which has already been rendered too long by your lengthy introduction. Oh, and my due date is none of your business, in fact, I'm not even pregnant. Now please stand up and go get me a margarita and an ashtray.
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When I was hugely pregnant, I went with the then-husband to a barbeque restaurant, where our server gestured at my enormous, protruding belly (hi SD!), looked at the mister and asked "Is it yours?"
I think I tipped her more than the bill.
