When people ignore you......

A couple came and sat at the bar the other night….they were waiting for another couple to join them. When couple number two came in, the four of them started talking, I was standing there trying to get the drink order for couple number two. The man ordered right away, I caught the attention of the woman, asked her what she’d like to drink, she looked me in the eye, then turned back to her conversation. Okay, I’m not a mind reader, although I can decide for you, but you may not like the choice. AND, I’m not going to stand there and wait while you go on with your conversation. You wanna ignore me? I’m gonna ignore you until you stop flapping your jaws and answer my question. It’s not like I asked you to explain the Theory of Relativity, I simply asked you what you’d like to drink, and I felt you probably knew the answer to this better than anyone else. Perhaps I was wrong.

So I gave her another chance, “Excuse me, what would like to drink?” She managed to squeeze in the word “Wine.” (She was acting as though she was giving the State of the Union Address and I interrupted her.) Wine. Great. What type of wine? Oh screw it, I walked away for a few minutes.

These are the same people, who, after a few minutes say, “I didn’t get a drink yet!” Whoa! Keen eye for the obvious! I’m always tempted to ask if they have early onset of Alzheimer’s Disease. Do you not remember the me asking you what you’d like, just three short minutes ago?

It went from bad to worse, when they decided to order some appetizers. This woman decided to be in charge….I’ve never seen the ordering of appetizers turn into such a convoluted mess. “Should we get the Spinach Dip and Crab Cakes? Or would you prefer Calamari? Or should we go with the Bruschetta and Calamari? Do you like Crab Cakes better than Calamari? Or should we get the Caprese Salad? Should we narrow it down to two or should we get three?” She finally told me they wanted the Spinach Dip, Calamari and Crab Cakes, so I sent the order in. Then she went back to discussing what they should get.

I went and got some plates and silverware, as I was setting those out, she was again talking about what they should have. (Everyone else seemed to be done with this part of the conversation.) I informed her that the order had already been sent in.

Maybe that Alzheimer’s theory wasn’t too far off.