In Hindsight, Rome Would Have Dug It.
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Anecdote For A Thursday Night
EMILY: *stacking menus in the lobby, doing her best to look industrious*
[The door opens, and in breezes a GIRL, who keeps flipping the end of her blonde ponytail over her shoulder like a fly-stung horse. She pauses before EMILY.]
GIRL: "Um, so I've got a question."
EMILY: *nudges off her glasses and cleans them on her sleeve* "'Kay, shoot."
GIRL: "Why don't you guys have belly dancers?"
[A beat. EMILY looks pointedly at a large imitation Titan hanging over the host stand. The GIRL appears not to take the hint.]
EMILY: "Italy doesn't exactly have a strong belly dancing tradition."
GIRL: "Yeah they do!"
EMILY: "They absolutely do not. You're thinking of the Middle East. Or possibly Turkey."
GIRL: "Italy is part of the Middle East."
EMILY: "There is not a word for how wrong you are."
A few minutes later, I was pulled aside by my manager and chastised for being snarky with customers. God, this week needs to be over.
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Anecdote For A Thursday Night
EMILY: *stacking menus in the lobby, doing her best to look industrious*
[The door opens, and in breezes a GIRL, who keeps flipping the end of her blonde ponytail over her shoulder like a fly-stung horse. She pauses before EMILY.]
GIRL: "Um, so I've got a question."
EMILY: *nudges off her glasses and cleans them on her sleeve* "'Kay, shoot."
GIRL: "Why don't you guys have belly dancers?"
[A beat. EMILY looks pointedly at a large imitation Titan hanging over the host stand. The GIRL appears not to take the hint.]
EMILY: "Italy doesn't exactly have a strong belly dancing tradition."
GIRL: "Yeah they do!"
EMILY: "They absolutely do not. You're thinking of the Middle East. Or possibly Turkey."
GIRL: "Italy is part of the Middle East."
EMILY: "There is not a word for how wrong you are."
A few minutes later, I was pulled aside by my manager and chastised for being snarky with customers. God, this week needs to be over.
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