They Don’t Really Have A Cake For That One
(I am the customer in this story. I finally got my US permanent residency “green card” and was able to reunite with my husband after nearly a year of being separated. To celebrate, we go to a fancy restaurant in Denver the day after I arrive.)
Hostess: “Are we celebrating any special occasion? Birthday, anniversary?”
Me: *too excited* “IMMIGRATION!”
Hostess: *stunned pause* “Congratulations!”
(I don’t know if they ever heard that one before.)
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?
