A Thousand and One Uses

I’m telling a five top the specials when I feel a hand slide into my pants. Catching a whiff of perfume I enjoy the sensation of delicate female fingers wriggling around in my pocket. Grasping the hard object she’s looking for she pulls out….. ….. my wine opener....

Traffic Surge

I’ve noticed a recent surge in traffic to Waiter Rant. Welcome to all the new readers! My Stat Counter software indicates that several hundred people have come to the site via a Google keyword search. (Keyword – “waiterrant.blogspot.com”) Is...

Hippie Faux Pas

I’m in the kitchen munching on some fried polenta chips when the hostess interrupts me. “You’ve got a new table on ten.” I look at the clock. It’s almost closing. “Does anyone else want this table?” I ask. It’s a stupid question. The other waiters mentally vacated the...