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Archive for November 27th, 2009
The waiter’s face twitched a little at that. I guess he figured he wouldn’t get much of a tip when we were ordering that cheap. But then he grinned again, that stupid obnoxious grin of his. “Is the no blood version okay?” he asked. I turned and looked at him. I didn’t say anything, just looked at him until he realized he had screwed up. “Fine, that’s cool,” he said. “Be right up.” And then he slunk away.
It escalated from there.