Sunday, November 01, 2009
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About Me
- Pretty Lady
- Darlings, where to start? Sometimes I feel as though I have lived a thousand lives in this one, dewy and unlined though my complexion may be. To Tell All may be to intimidate; thus I maintain, at most times, a discreet reserve. But here I share my musings, perhaps revealing the secret to my exquisite poise and charm.
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What restaurant? I now know people in the New York restaurant business. I could have the offending party roughed up for you.
Actually, it was in Guanajuato, and the last I heard of the perpetrator, he had succeeded in marrying a sugar mama, had a kid, and moved back to Oregon. Astonishing what women will put up with.
Hey, don't say it too loud. I've got this woman here putting up with an amazing amount of my crap. Don't ruin it for me.
Kind of funny you're still steaming over something a waiter did that long ago, though.
Nah, not 'still steamed' as much as 'sudden flashback when I read the NYT article.'
It's partly an anglophilic pride of role thing--when I'm doing a job, no matter how menial, I strive to be as perfectly appropriate to that role as possible. I.e. if I'm a secretary in the housekeeping department, I am pleasant, efficient, clean and discreet. If I am a spa coordinator, I coordinate with supreme courtesy and grace. If I am the Information Lady, I am informative and friendly.
Acting as though one's job is beneath one is supremely low-class.
I enjoyed reading the 100 things the other day. I hear you on what you're saying, Steph. I love(d) solo dining, and occasionally one is treated less, um, well than larger parties. Too bad. I'm a good tipper. Anyway, The Waiter Rant response is making me laugh, even out loud. My waiter bro sent it to me:
http://waiterrant.net/
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