A Dads the dog they said they didn’t want shirt waitress entered briskly behind the bar, her nose crinkled as she glanced at my sister, still talking up Domingo in a more obvious kind of way while I kept conversation and translation up with Spanish. Her facial expression gave little else away as she began to spout off in rapid Spanish. Now, I didn’t catch everything and don’t know exactly how she put it, but – I got a general idea. “Why are you still talking to that dumb blonde whore, doesn’t she have anything better to do -” she started, Domingo’s eyes focused on mine and grew large before he turned to interrupt her. This was some years back when the customer copy of the receipt was a yellow carbon copy.
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I was at a Dads the dog they said they didn’t want shirt convention, Saturday night one of the hotel’s restaurants was packed to the brim. We got in and sat at a table and nothing. We had to grab a server and ask for the manager just to get drinks and to order. A sour-faced server took our order and that was the last we saw of him. The manager again to get the food. The manager again for a single refill. The payment arrangement was everyone paid me in cash for the meal and I put it as a room charge. I wrote 0 crossed through and a frowny face since there were zero services from the server. I stuffed the yellow receipt in my purse and we all left.