Low vision

This man holding a giant magnifying glass asked me to read him the menu after asking for a Heineken to drink.

“Sir, I don’t have time to read the menu to you,” I said. 

“Well if your little job is so important then go do it.” He said. My jaw dropped. I got mad. I left the table. I went to 22 to quality check them instead. Five seconds later, I went back to his table. “Do you still want your Heineken?” I asked. He did. 

“I’ll take the pancakes with bacon,” he ordered. Yes sir! We became fast friends in the end. I can only assume he tipped me well.