(Brought to you a day late by Halo who can’t keep her teeth off anything, including internet cords.)
I’ve noticed something really irritating about being a hostess. When I take people to their table, much like the head sheep leading the herd, they stand right behind me while I’m putting the menus on the table. When I step back, 9 times out of 10, I step on some sheeple and nearly fall down. WTF? Can they not think one step ahead and realize I have to get away from the table, so standing right behind me probably isn’t a good idea? Or is it like Dani says, they think I am going to climb over the table? One of these days I might try that.
It was sad and disturbing to learn a former waiter at the restaurant died from an asthma attack while living in Las Vegas. He was only 38 years old and he and his partner just had a baby. Thirty-eight is way too young to die and an asthma attack is no way to go.
Peace be with you, Dru.