Tuesday, August 20, 2002 :
Goose/gander - what's good for whom?
I regard it as bad form for a waiter to chat up your girlfriend throughout dinner. This is what I was faced with the other night. It started with a lengthy, flirtatious summary of the day's specials. Later into the meal, we were (I should say, she was) graced with lines such as "you are an angel, where are your wings" and "I was miserable before I saw you, now I am happy". The culmination was a rendition of "God bless America" (my girlfriend being American). I was also a bit irritated that said girlfriend was lapping it up - "he's sweet", "he should be an actor" and "wow, that's very impressive that you know [the first line of] God bless America".
When I go out to eat, I don't like to sense the waiter hovering on the periphery, frantically attempting to think up another cheesy one-liner that he could interject in the direction of my bird. It stresses me out. I can't digest my freakin' food. If I wanted cheese, I'd order the freakin' Rocquefort. When I made the point that it was all a bit annoying, I was predictably told that it was nice and to stop being so silly. I'd be very interested to see how my, or in fact anyone's bird, would react if it was the other way round and we had a waitress laying it on thick, singing "God save the Queen" etc.
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