I wish people didn’t think silence was awkward, just enjoy it. Not every space has to be filled with words.
I’ve put together a simple chart that explains the various ways you should and shouldn’t summon a waiter over to your table, and the service you’re likely to receive accordingly.
Because if one more middle aged, obnoxious asshole goes “hey you!” and snaps their fingers at me, I WILL snap said person’s neck.
I waitressed my way through college and one night this guy yells at me “Oi! you with the tits!” and my co-worker Matthew walked up to him and said “yes?”
She wears short skirts I wear t-shirts and we’re both getting sent home from school because its distracting to boys apparently
The other day I was sitting in a car with two other people. And while they were talking, I was watching this group of four elderly people walk into a restaurant. Two men and two women. One man and one woman were wearing solid colored clothes. And the other two were wearing pattern clothing. It got me thinking. Is one patterned person supposed to be with a solid person. Or does it have to be both solid and both patterned. Then I started thinking. What if we aren’t born to be solid or patterned. But the relationship we are in makes us one of those. What if. We were supposed to be patterned. But became a solid. Broaden your mind. And think about that for a second.