won't you come on over, the other side of the sofa?

I wrote this yesterday, but it wasn't having any of it.

I've been reading this : http://allprowaiter.blogspot.com/ and feeling very very grateful that I am not a waitress. I get very annoyed at the very annoying customers in the shop with a star but they are nothing compared to what this guy has to deal with. Although, he could be lying.

Yesterday an old lady came up to the counter and told Billy-Gene (his actual real name) that she'd gone to get a straw from one of the cultery holder things and had returned to her table to find it empty. One the team must have cleared a whole orange juice and an unopened pecan pie into the bin. This is a believable story of course, because we all look like idiots with our name badges on our hats and in fact, we work in a sandwich shop so we must be thicker than thick. So, Billy quickly asked the people behind the counter if we'd cleared any tables, and obviously we had, then just gave her an orange juice and a pecan pie for free. But then he asked us properly, and no, surprisingly no one had cleared away her mid-morning snack. She never had one in the first place, did she?

She was lying. And she's a theif.

And today I heard someone pronounce "manger" as in "Pret a..." like "manger" as "Away in a...". Fantastic.