| Working | September 28, 2015

(I’m on a first date. Just as we are finishing our meal, a waiter walks by with a carafe of beer, stumbles, and drops it on me, soaking me from head to toe.)

Date: *staring in horror, afraid I’m going to start screaming* “Are you okay?”

Me: *laughing too hard to respond, I just wave my hands at him*

(I get napkins handed me from tables all around – because the waiter has run off – and dry off as best as I can. We make plans to walk around while I dry off, so I don’t soak my car. Then the bill arrives…)

Date: “Umm… you charged us full price?”

Waiter: “Yes. Why wouldn’t I?”

Date: “Maybe because you soaked her in someone else’s beer?”

Waiter: “You didn’t complain. I can’t do anything about it.”

(We insist on speaking to a manager, who comes over.)

Manager: “I can’t give you a discount. Do you want some more rolls?”

Me: “No, we’re full. That’s why we asked for the bill.”

Manager: “Well, how about a free drink?”

Me: “No thanks, I already had one!”

(And yes, they charged us full price after all that. We found the owner on the way out and he blew us off, too.)

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