In my ten years of serving, I've never had someone insist that I take his order a certain way. This is the incident that inspired this blog.
So this older man with his friend, you know, probably not trying to be a douche, insists that I take his order by saying "may I refresh your beverage?" and when I completely forget and ask in my own words, he gives me a look, and in a jovial manner, insists I say his line.
He tells me, I kid you not, something about his dead mother and how she always said that. What I really wanted to say was: "which line should I jump in front of: Bloor-Danforth or Yonge-University?" But instead I just said, "may I refresh your beverage?"
So welcome to Bleach Queen.
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