I was joking with the waitresses at a restaurant I frequent that I should introduce myself as "professional customer." Today was unusually busy for an ordinary winter day. I don't personally understand why it's as slow as it is in the winter. I guess people associate bar-b-q with summer time.
I've become friends with the owners and employees by virtue of the frequency of my visits, and all will gather at my table to chit-chat whenever they have the time. On busy days that amounts to whispering over their shoulders as they walk briskly past my table-each expressing anger or frustration with the other. I find it amusing, as long as they don't hurt each other. I'm like the reverse bartender.
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