New Guy

I’m training a couple of new waiters. I forget their names. Actually, I don’t want to know their names. They probably won’t last long. Being a waiter is like being a soldier in combat. Veterans don’t want get to know the green recruit. They’re going to get blown...

Waiter Rant meets Roadhouse

I’ve only had to physically throw out one customer in all my time as a waiter. The guy at Clublife gets to do it every night! An entertaining blog about a bouncer in NYC. Go read!

Not Getting Any

Twice a week Mr. Escher comes into the bistro to get takeout for his wife. Twice a week I get to hear how much he hates her. “Are you married?” Mr. Escher asks me while paying for his order. “No sir. I’m not.” “Good. Never get...

Gay Reality TV

Louis and I are back by the soda machine shooting the shit. “Check this out,” Louis says, “Did you hear of that new gay TV network that’s starting up? “I heard something about it,” I reply “Well they called me.” “Really? Why?” “My twentieth high school reunion is next...