Two friends and I were out to lunch today (some might say in more ways than one), holding our table hostage for a good two plus hours. Our iced teas were drained, our plates were clean, and it was time to go. We’d all had pretty much the same thing and so handed over our credit cards to the waitress, asking her to please split it three ways. It was only the waitress’s third day on the job so she was eager to be helpful, but unsure how to do the split. We went on with our conversation while she was away for some time, conferring and conferring with a fellow worker at the register.
She returned, handed back our cards, and said we were all set. We pointed out she hadn’t given us any slips to sign. She paused, and then whispered, “I wasn’t supposed to say anything, but that man at the counter paid for your lunches.”
We were dumbfounded, none of us having led the kind of lives where that sort of thing happens. We left our waitress a fat tip and before leaving, we handed him a napkin thanking him for his kind gesture, telling him he’d made our day.
We laughed all the way home over our adventure.
It wasn’t until about an hour later I realized that in reality, it wasn’t so much because the gentleman had been so mesmerized by three women of a certain age.
He more likely had paid the bill to save our waitress from her conundrum.
Well, regardless of his motives, that was a very nice thing to do!ReplyDelete
It has been so long-no live entertainment. No person to person engagement. No light. I reckon that he had a very good time and wanted to make sure that you knew he had been delighted. You made HIS day. That was very sweet of him.ReplyDelete
Naw, that's not why he paid the bill.ReplyDelete
What a kind thing to do, regardless of the reason behind it! -JennReplyDelete
Very kind of him and who cares why? You had a free lunch!ReplyDelete
What a lovely thing to experience - whatever the reason.ReplyDelete
Haha. You may have got it. Nice gesture still, though.ReplyDelete
This happened to several of my friends last summer - all women of a certain age. A guy anonymously paid for them. A nice memory and a nice guy.ReplyDelete
That is such a lovely story! And no matter the reason, he deserves thanks from all of us, so thank you!ReplyDelete