They Fired Your Waiter

Yes, it really happened. Tonight, I was out to dinner with my old (ancient) friend Melissa at the Chili's in Germantown. We sat down, the waiter came by and took our drink orders. He brought our drinks out to us, and we needed just another couple minutes on what to order, so he said he'd be back in a few minutes. After about 15 minutes, I flagged down the waiter for the next table and asked him to find our waiter: tall guy, dark hair. New waiter went ahead and took our order and brought me a refill, then told us that our former waiter had been fired. Apparently, he refused to work a large group sitting nearby. So new guy became our waiter, and did a good job once he'd taken over. That's the first time that's happened to me. I'm sure it's not overly rare - probably someone experiences it somewhere every night, but it's worthy of the lead in a blog.

I get to drive back to Tullahoma tomorrow. Class Tuesday is in the afternoon, so I could do like Lee's doing and drive back Tuesday morning, but I'd really prefer to sleep in both days. He prefers to spend the time with his girlfriend on her birthday, which I certainly don't blame him for.

I hope my two remaining books arrive shortly. I really need to do my Technical Writing homework, despite its inherent worthlessness. I'll email the professor if I don't get the book in time. I doubt she'll be thrilled, but she'll get over it. It's not my fault the US Postal Service is slow. It may be my fault that I didn't order the book sooner, but that's moot. More tomorrow.