back from d-world
one night for dinner, we went to the ultra fancy Flying Fish Cafe on the disney boardwalk. ok, it’s not really fancy, but you should dress nice. the food is pricey enough that you should cover up. so anyway, we’re sitting there, almost finishing up our meal…i think we were on dessert and a Gran Marnier flight, when in walks a very beautiful girl. like head turningly beautiful. with the trampiest outfit on. it honestly looked like she cut off the legs of a pair of control top panty hose and stretched the rest of it to just cover her nipples and her peesh. beautiful girl. god awful outfit. i’m actually surprised they let her in. and i can’t tell you the number of times she paraded back and forth through the restaurant. anyway, i decided that she’s probably had the same experiences in restaurants that julia roberts had on rodeo drive in Pretty Woman.
snooty waitress: can i get you something?
tramp: i’m just checking things out.
snooty waitress: are you looking for something in particular?
tramp: no…well, yeah, something filling.
snooty waitress: yes.
tramp: you got a lot of tempting stuff.
snooty waitress: thank you.
tramp (pointing to the filet): how much is this?
snooty waitress: i don’t think this will satisfy you.
tramp: well, i didn’t ask if it would satisfy me, i asked how much it was.
snooty waitress (calling over snooty waitress number 2): how much is the filet, marie?
marie: it’s very expensive.
snooty waitress: it’s very expensive.
tramp: look i’ve got money to spend in here.
snooty waitress: i don’t think we’ve got anything for you. you’re obviously in the wrong place. please leave.
the next day, she returns, sitting at another table with a different waitress, having ordered one of everything on the menu, in a more acceptable outfit of course, when she sees the snooty waitresses pass by and snaps her fingers at them:
marie: may i help you?
tramp (first to marie then to snooty waitress): no. hi! do you remember me?
snooty waitress: no, i–
tramp: i was in here yesterday. you wouldn’t wait on me?
snooty waitress: oh.
tramp (shoveling in another helping of her 4th 30+ dollar meal): you work for tips right?
snooty waitress: uh, yes.
tramp: big mistake. big. huge. i have to finish eating now.
i have a million and one pics to upload and edit and a million and two things i need to do before that.
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