And where did we learn our manners?.......

So a table of six waltz's in one evening.......the hostess shows them to a booth...with


ample seating for six...it's rather an over-sized booth....comfortable....a much coveted


table by most the customers....but these six make it immediately known that this is not


befitting their station in life...they want a round table...they're having a meeting...and


they want to able to talk...( I'm pretty sure the shape of the table wouldn't alter the


speech patterns of whatever rubbish they decided to spew forth)...I wanted to tell them,


"Believe me...none of you has anything to say that is that important." But Ah!....the


airs some people put on....we had to take a rectangular table for 4, go find a square


table, set it up for six......but there was still 3 on each side....again, sub-standard


for this group. So...we took away the square table and stuck one place setting and chair


at either of the rectangular table.... they're gonna be crowded in there....but at this


point we no longer care......they make it known, in a most uppity manner that they are not


ready to order...."We just sat down!" it seems to be lost on them that I already know


this. So in the meantime...the booth is now seated with a group that is smiling about


their good fortune to have snagged a booth. They are a happy group, and have decided on a


bottle of wine...as I am in the middle of pouring said wine....the cranky old bitch from


the "You're Nowhere Near as Important as You Think You Are Club" bellows...(yes, she


bellowed)....."WE"RE READY TO ORDER NOW!".... the wine is actually being poured into a


glass at this very moment....several tables heard her...(How could you not....not only did


she bellow...but her voice sounded like Linda Blair in the Exorcist...when her head spins


all the way around.....the gentleman whose wine I was pouring looked mortified...he made a


gesture and eye movement like..."Maybe I should just go over there, lest bad luck befall


eveyone within earshot. I did the only thing I could think of.....stared at the table from


hell with that deer in the headlights look......but you can't just make this a cursory


glance...you have to stare for about 10 to 15 seconds...(go ahead do it....it's longer than you think)....and at

the end of the stare...(while still holding the bottle slightly above pouring angle)....not saying a word


throughout the stare...you simply look away like they didn't even exist....(this will piss them off more than any

words ever could)...all the tables within hearing are now staring, mouths agape, at this incredibly atrocious

display of social ignorance.