The Desperate Smirk
…..at least they used to.
My husband is cute. This I know and this I appreciate. I think it is awesome that women look at him all the time. What I don’t appreciate is the openly flirtatious waitresses when we try to have a nice dinner together. It happened on our first date and has happened ever since. Tonight was no different. In the beginning, it did make me feel uncomfortable and I did get upset since we would try to have a conversation and my husband would barely take a drink of his soda and here came the refill jug……and the waitress of course lol! It is now more of a game for us. After 4 years together, the joke is literally on them. It makes the dinner date memorable and funnier than the normal everyday.
Our first date is definitely a memory to begin with, but throw in a flirty crackhead waitress and wa lah! …You have one heck of laugh through the years. We return to that same Ruby Tuesday’s every year too;-) Not sure where are crackhead buddy went though *sigh*.
I’ve had a couple waitresses that were openly nasty with me while smiling from ear to ear at my husband. I still wonder what they thought they might accomplish through that. Are there really guys that would stoop that low out there? Pathetic.
Tonight it wasn’t even our waitress! I really liked our actual waitress. She was sweet, fast and didn’t give that familiar “smirk” to my husband that is very obvious. However, her coworker must have walked by 30 times (no exaggeration). She was wearing the typical (you can see my boobs when I openly bend over facing your husband to dip my dishcloth into a bucket of water 3 or 4 times in a row for one table). The other girl used the bucket once so yeah. She strategically placed her drink cup on a back table in the dark facing us and would stand there staring…creepy. She was sitting in the other room when we first walked in and conveniently moved her ass (or should I say boobs) to the new location by us. She came and cleared some plates and our waitress came out with a puzzled look on her face like “who the heck moved my plates?” The place was not hopping. One table behind us was already eating and we were the only other two people in there.
My husband and I were keeping count on how many times she walked by. We laughed because the table behind us got some really good service lol! She would take back one little plate and come out and take one more little bowl. The familiar “smirk” was there and I was not amused. I used to feel sorry for women like that but it takes too much of my valuable time and there are more important people in my life who deserve my empathy. If someone is that disrespectful, they deserve nothing but a slap in the face. Some things just make me nauseous. If one of those pigs respond to such a thing than I guess they would be made for each other huh?
Again…what was she going to do? My husband had to use the bathroom but waited ’till we got home because he feared the scene from Step Brother’s. You’d understand if you saw it. We imagined her fantasy was to have my husband secretly leave his number and wink at her when I wasn’t looking. Who knows? All I know is, I am thankful to be who I am, I am thankful for a wonderful man and I am thankful for a beautiful marriage.
We look forward to our next night of entertainment as always:-p It’s like a free comedy show!
If this pisses you off….Go cry and let your dress strap conveniently fall off your shoulder!!! Maybe…just maybe…some unhappily married guy will come along and screw you….over.
I feel better now….Thanks