Saturday, April 23, 2011

Two Unrelated Thoughts from Dinner Out Tonight....

I'll go with the meanest one first, so maybe by the time you finish reading this blog you will have forgotten that you decided never again to read anything written by such a shrew as I. Me. Whatever.

Is it possible for a waitress to be TOO nice?

I don't even mean the hovering, interrupting every attempt at conversation. Or worse, as we've had happen on a few occasions, a waiter or waitress SITS DOWN IN THE BOOTH with us to take our order.

Uh.....scuse me? We came for dinner, not to bond.

Our waitress tonight was probably in her late teens or early twenties, although I'm a terrible judge of ages, especially since I turned FIFTY just two weeks ago.

She was so darn nice that she made me uncomfortable. Too perky. The smile just a little too bright. "How are those salads tasting?" Honey, it's hard to mess up a salad.

This makes me feel mean just to type it. I didn't glare at her or anything, so it's just my thoughts that I'm questioning.

This young lady was the perfect waitress. She took our orders, brought everything exactly as we asked for it, and she did it all in a timely manner. Kind of like that puppy that keeps licking your toes and you don't like having your toes licked, but you can't bring yourself to kick the puppy anyway. (NOT referring to Chico, I promise.)

I tipped her almost 25%. I think I was feeling guilty about being irritated by her niceness, and she was good at her job after all.

Issue number two from dinner tonight:

Over a year ago, I wrote a blog post about confusing labels on public restroom doors. Apparently I was scraping the bottom of the proverbial drivel barrel. If you don't want to go back and read the whole post (and who could blame you, really?), it was about how some establishments get all cute with the labels on the restroom doors, and sometimes it's hard to know which one you really are.

The restaurant where we ate tonight apparently had a dilemma when it came to putting cute labels on their restroom doors. In keeping with the whole Western theme, they put "Bulls" on the men's room door. Obviously they couldn't put "Cows" on the door to the women's room. I'm guessing even "Heifers" would have been offensive. Okay, I don't have to guess. I would have been offended.

I'm not sure their solution, however, was much better.

Men's room door: "Bulls"

Women's room door: "Lambs"

Bulls and Lambs? BULLS AND LAMBS?

I can't even make that make sense.


Amy said...

I so agree with you on the friendly waitress/waiter thing. I also hate when they are so interested in taking your order, asking if you are okay, if you need anything they don't care if they interrupt your conversation. Um, look at the glasses, are they full, then no we don't need more tea!

In the Pursuit of Cuter Clothes

Kelly said...

I burst out laughing when I got to the bottom of your post. Cow or heifer would have been the logical pairing with bull, and I guess I should admit I've probably been called both a time or two, but really.... they should have just not tried to be cute at all and stuck with men and women. (or maybe cowboys and cowgirls, though that sounds pretty lame)