Sunday, March 2, 2008

Sure, we don't need that napkin

Bread Basket Last night we took Tami to a nice restaurant in Carlisle for her belated birthday. Our waitress was um, interesting. She messed everything up from mango versus a creamy dressing to our dinners.

At one point in the evening, she carefully stuck her hand in the bread basket, unwrapped the bread, pulled the napkin out, put the bread back in the empty basket, and wiped her hands on the napkin. Midway through doing this she looked up to find us all staring at her thinking, "what is she doing?". She had that face of a deer caught in headlights, like she just realized that it probably wasn't a good idea for her to wipe her hands on the bread basket napkin. She quickly laid the napkin back down on our table and walked away. We stifled giggles. How on earth were we supposed to take that? She didn't even take the dirty napkin with her. I'm just hoping that it was her first day, otherwise, I don't think there was much going on up there. If nothing else entertained, she certainly did.

1 comment:

  1. bahaha...why do these things always happen to us?