Hubby took me out to dinner after work. The food was good, but the entire waitstaff was high as a damn satellite. They couldn’t figure out how to seat people, we were given someone else’s food twice, they messed up Ian’s order, and we never even got the water we asked for. Our waitress kept calling us “Good Eaters” and suggesting how much our stuff was making her hungry.
It would have been hilarious if it was a skit on TV and not my food being messed with.