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Dear lady customer with the squirmy little kid:
You thought you got away clean after yesterday's little incident; that I was a perfect waitress and harbored no ill feelings about your son (nephew? changeling?) dropping his glass of ice water down my shirt. And on that count, you're right. Stuff happens, kids are clumsy, whatever.
But for not even waiting until I was earshot to tell your son that "Of course she's not cold, she's just a waitress!"? OHOHO, I had my sweet revenge, let me tell you. Not only did I skip the lime on your replacement glass of water, my "Have a nice day" as you were paying was just dripping with sarcasm and insincerity (on the inside), and I totes gave you the Look of Death as you walked out.
How do you like *them* apples?
Sincerely,
Just A Waitress Who Is Way Too Nice To Spit In Your Drink Even If You Totally Deserve It, You Soul-Sucking Empathyless Douchenozzle Of A Customer
You thought you got away clean after yesterday's little incident; that I was a perfect waitress and harbored no ill feelings about your son (nephew? changeling?) dropping his glass of ice water down my shirt. And on that count, you're right. Stuff happens, kids are clumsy, whatever.
But for not even waiting until I was earshot to tell your son that "Of course she's not cold, she's just a waitress!"? OHOHO, I had my sweet revenge, let me tell you. Not only did I skip the lime on your replacement glass of water, my "Have a nice day" as you were paying was just dripping with sarcasm and insincerity (on the inside), and I totes gave you the Look of Death as you walked out.
How do you like *them* apples?
Sincerely,
Just A Waitress Who Is Way Too Nice To Spit In Your Drink Even If You Totally Deserve It, You Soul-Sucking Empathyless Douchenozzle Of A Customer