Early in the morning the day after Snint #3, a guy comes in with his friends who are visiting from the East Coast. They order drinks and go out to the bamboo patio in back. After about a half an hour, I decide to go check on them, see how they’re doing. You know, be courteous and such.
I walk out to the patio and stand at the top of the steps.
“How’s everything going out here? Do you need anything?”
The guy looks around the patio and whines, “Wellll, there’s lots of flllies out here this morning. Can’t you doooo something about that?”
For a split-second, I just stare at him. Then — I really can’t say why — I just start flailing my arms this way and that, like a crazy person.
“Uhm, how’s that?”
The guy looks at me, agape. His friends giggle. I turn and walk back to the front of the store.
LOL. I am totally picturing you with an annoyed, defiant look on your face, flailing your arms about. But the least you could have done, you know, is gotten them a flyswatter and swatted whiny boy in the face with it. “How’s that? And that? Did I get them all yet? Lemme know when it’s enough!”
I love these snints.
I love that his friends were laughing at him. He will never live that down. You rock.