His Was Cooked To Perfection

My new coworker, a girl fresh out of high school, is serving a table that has a bunch of rowdy guys on it. They seem good-natured and aren’t being offensive, so my coworker seems to be taking it in her stride. 

They end up tipping almost 50%.

Coworker: “Oh wow, thanks, guys! I really appreciate it!”

Customer: “Tell ya what.” *Puts a hand behind his back.* “Tell me how many fingers I’m holding up behind my back, and I’ll take you out to lunch.”

Coworker: *Almost immediately.* “Hmm, nineteen-and-a-half!”

She grabs her tip, winks, and walks away from the group, who are now playfully joshing their friend who shot his shot.

The new girl is gonna be just fine.