by waiter | Dec 14, 2006 | Uncategorized
I don’t like the guy sitting at Table 24. Something about him gives me the creeps. I can’t put my finger on it but give me time. “Can I get you something from the bar?” I ask. The man looks at the woman sitting across from him. “A glass...
by waiter | Mar 20, 2006 | Uncategorized
I’m waiting in line at the health food store as the Hippie Matron in front of me tortures the guy behind the counter. “Can I have a sample of the wheat grass juice with ginger?” she asks “I’m sorry,” the counterman replies, “But I can’t give out samples right now.”...
by waiter | Jul 20, 2023 | Uncategorized
As I drove to my parent’s nursing home after my workout, whatever invigoration I’d earned from my morning exercise seemed to be swiftly leaking out of my body. I needed coffee. Pulling into a 7-11, I gathered up the remains of my post workout meal – a protein shake...
by waiter | Apr 9, 2021 | Uncategorized
I was eating at a local diner when a man, a busybody if there ever was one, decided to plop down next to me and start asking questions about the food pantry I run. After explaining how every bit of food and money we give away is donated by generous townsfolk, he...
by waiter | Aug 6, 2015 | Uncategorized
“The answer is no.” “What’s your problem?” my wife said, exasperated. “This house is great!” “The oil tank’s rusted, the yard will flood, the layout is weird, and the kitchen’s from the 70’s. Besides the school system sucks.” The realtor trailing us, a flaky fiftyish...
