Even before we moved here, I was concerned about how Robin and her, uh, "demeanor" would do in NC. She is very quick witted and has a sharp tongue. People here aren't used to people like her.
We recently heard about this great breakfast place. Good food and great prices. Went there this morning and were not disappointed. Robin ordered the Number Three. Two eggs, bacon or sausage, grits or hashbrowns, toast or bisquit. Comes with a side of gravy.
Robin asked the waitress, "A side of what?"
Waitress: "Gravy?"
Robin: "What the hell am I supposed to do with that?"
The waitress was thoroughly confused. She shifted her weight, looked at me, scratched her head, squinted a little, then looked at Robin like she had two heads. "Weelllll. You could put it on a bisquit, or your toast, or your eggs or your hasbrowns, ma'am"
Robin: "Hold the gravy. That's disgusting."
I read the waitress' mind, "I can think of another place you could put it. Ma'am."
They say you should always overtip breakfast waitresses. Good rule to live by, especially when Robin's with you, and you have every intention of eating there again.
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Don't know how to spell biscuit.
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