I am Talking here...

I pace through the dining room all shift long doing whatever it is that I do.

I help seat guests, run payments, and just chat with people to make sure all is well.

I saw a short woman enter the restaurant with the 80's do that screamed please put some product on my bad perm...

I asked her how many she would be having...she didn't stop walking as she told me she would have one, but was going to the ladies room first.

Cool...I totally understand what it is like to have to pee that bad!!!

When she came back I showed her to her table.

I was making rounds a little bit later when I saw her get up from her corner table...plate in hand and chase Gallo down.

I walked up with some haste as she was very hasty in her movements.

When I approached them to ask what was wrong or if I could help...I received a finger in my face letting me know that she was talking here...and that she WOULD finish.

Shit, if it is like that then let me tell you what else WOULD happen...

If you wouldn't have been so rude I WOULD have had you another steak made, or I WOULD have done something with your bill to make it better for her...

But as it stood...finger in my face...I WOULD then only watch her server take her steak to the back and microwave it and then send it right back out...FULL PRICE!!!

My mother has always told me that you attract more flies with sugar than vinegar...the only thing that lady attracted was some A1 for her shoe leather reheated steak!!!

Bitch