I’ve been stood up on a date many times and it’s very disheartening and disappointing.. I’m always grateful for the wait staff who come to my aid in the form of moral support and plenty of water.
John had a similar problem. Temporarily.
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John’s blind date never arrived. He waited in his favorite restaurant for one hour and 55 minutes, five glasses of water and three breadsticks.
Julie, his favorite waitress, saw his doleful look. “Maybe her phone didn’t charge. More breadsticks? More water?”
“No thanks, Julie. I’ll give her fifteen more minutes. After that, I’m going home.”
“My shift’s over now. I’ll have Brandon see to you, OK?”
“OK. Have a good night.”
Fifteen minutes later, Julie emerged from the kitchen spiffed, dressed splendidly and drop dead gorgeous. She sat down by the stunned John. “Sorry, I’m late. I had to work.”