A Wasted Day

Today, I really did nothing.

I got up and worked out and then went to lunch. Mason came with me and we met up with Mandy and Ty. We went to see Cassandra who was working at Applebee's to pay for her trip to India with her father.

I got there earliest, as usual. We said we were going to meet at 12:30, which means I got there at 12:30, Mason got there at 12:40 and Mandy and Ty rolled in at a quarter til. Anyway, the family behind me ordered lunch. They had two children. One child (about six) ordered a double order of french fries and that was it. The other child did not order any food. Instead, the mother hands Cassandra, their waitress, a blue lunchbox and says that, since their child is allergic to a lot of things, they brought food for him to eat. She asked if it could be heated up. For 2:30. And if it could be put on a plate. Cassandra's head just kind of slumped to the side, but she said sure and took the food into the back.

Okay, this might be my topic to write on today, because today was kind of a non-day. Be nice to your servers and do not give them any shit. They will spit in your food and send negative karma your way. Do not make outrageous requests of people who get paid less then minimum wage to deal with it.

In other words, when you go out to a restaurant, plan to order food there. For everyone who eats. And if you are allergic to the world, sip your water and eat when you get home.

Thanks,

the Management.