The older I get, the more I understand that mean look that old people have on their face. Its not that their mean, its the reflection of all the heart ache from failing health, shitty jobs with fucked up bosses, messed up friends, messed up family and the loss of loved ones. When they smile, they beam and all the ugly is gone, replaced with all that is good in life.
The night was slow which gave all the wait staff an opportunity to catch up on the most recent gossip of who's doing who. As I walked by the bar I heard the bartender and a waitress, both girls, talking about their trip to the beach tomorrow. They had quite the day planned' sunning and drinking on the beach were top on their agenda. I circled the bar and came back to them as though I heard nothing. I pointed at the TV and said "did you all see that on the news? there was a chemical spill at the beach and it was going to be closed the next couple of days".Completely bummed they started to revise their plans. I laughed at them, told them they were dumb and went on about my business. I had already forgotten the mean act to the two girls when an old woman looking seriously pissed off, came at me pointing that bony little finger and asked " are you the manager" I said "yes mam I am, what can I do for you?" she said with a stern voice and a mean face " the service here is horrendous and the food was bad as well" I asked her what the problem was. I gotta tell you at this point she was kinda scaring me, even though I think I could have taken her if it came down to that. She reached up, put a hand on my shoulder. I thought this is it , I'm going to have to punch an old lady, she beamed a bright smile and said "I'm just kidding you the way you did the two girls" She turned proudly and walked away leaving me completely dumbfounded. I thought man a taste of my own medicine. I chased her down and kicked her ass. Um now I'm teasing you ;-)
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