So here is a thing that I do that might make me an asshole. I go out to dinner at a restaurant. Everything is great. The food is great, the service is great, everybody is happy, we’re lingering after the table has been cleared, then…where’s the check? I look around the restaurant. No waitress. Nowhere to be found. Five minutes go by, ten minutes go by, fifteen minutes…finally I see the waitress chatting and carrying on across the room. So I take out my credit card and get up and march across the restaurant and hand it to her, and sit back down.
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