What are you standing there for Dewayne?
I’m waiting for this customer’s sizzlin’ plate because she said she wants it hot…what…some women like it hot.
I’m waiting for this customer’s sizzlin’ plate because she said she wants it hot…what…some women like it hot.
I’m working service bar, making slushies and Dewayne is picking up his drinks, mumbling something about, “No, they don’t come with free refills.”
“What’s that Dwayne?” I ask.
He nods his head, giving me a fierce look through those square glasses, “Oh, I thought you were Heather.”
“Well Dwayne, we do both have blue eyes and blonde hair.”
“Hmmm,” he replies, “You need to be more cultured in this bar.”
