Post by joejobber on Mar 2, 2008 23:01:38 GMT -5
Joe Jobber had made his way to the cafe where he intended to get a bite to eat. He took his seat in an empty booth as the waitress came up to him.
Good evening. Do you know what you'd like to drink?
Joe Jobber looked at the waitress and then at what there was to drink.
Salutations Miss. I'll take just a water. Soda is so bad and in places like this, it's just begging to for some disease.
The waitress looked at Joe with a death stare, but wiht the smile she was cursed to be required to have when talking to customers she wouldn't kill him.
Very well sir. You're water will be here in just a minute.
The waitress walked away the scowl showing the minute her back was to Joe. His food and drink would so be fucked with now.
Good evening. Do you know what you'd like to drink?
Joe Jobber looked at the waitress and then at what there was to drink.
Salutations Miss. I'll take just a water. Soda is so bad and in places like this, it's just begging to for some disease.
The waitress looked at Joe with a death stare, but wiht the smile she was cursed to be required to have when talking to customers she wouldn't kill him.
Very well sir. You're water will be here in just a minute.
The waitress walked away the scowl showing the minute her back was to Joe. His food and drink would so be fucked with now.