Can I Take Your Tray?
Yesterday, I went to lunch with The Golfer. We were finishing up - my plates were empty, and his were close.
A waitress-type wandered by. Golfer was grabbing his fork to attack the last of his lunch as she came up to our table. She looked directly at me and said, "May I take your plates?" I said yes.
Immediately she turned away from me and started grabbing stuff on Golfer's side of the table. She yanked his dessert plate out from under his fork. Within a half-second his food was stacked neatly on top of my empties, and she was about to take off with it. I've never seen a waitress move so fast.
From deep within the depths of Golfer's soul came the desperate cry of a man about to lose his chocolate pie. "NOOOOOOO!!!!......"
We quickly sorted out the error, and our overly enthusiastic friend took my dishes (*only* my dishes) back to the kitchen. She probably also had a quick cry and changed her trousers.
Just think how much fun I could have had with her. "My I take your plates?" "You know, I think those folks over there are done. Why don't you clear off *that* table?"
Or, I could go further. "You know, I think pretty much all of us are done here. Why don't you just go lock up?"
It's probably just as well I didn't. The lady at the table next to me looked amazingly like Michelle Ryan. That's right, not only did I nearly manage to ruin the Golfer's desert, but I also nearly got my hinder kicked by the Bionic Woman. That makes this a silly story, *and* a pseudo-celeb sighting.
Yay me!
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