I was a waitress in New Orleans and he came in to eat.

He wouldn't speak to me at all, but had an assistant do all the talking for him. Also, when I passed him in the hall I smiled (like I do for every customer) and he just looked at me like I was a dancing cockroach or something.
Rating: MEAN
- doriesnow
27 December 2011, 05:12am (CST)
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