Certified Psychics

While working at one of the restaurant outlets at a resort in the
Florida Keys, I was asked to give up my two 4 tops and take a walk-in
party of 15, which I did. I tried to break the ice with the group by
asking what had brought them together, i.e. family, business, etc. One
gentleman answered for the group, “Well! We are all certified psychics
and we just broke from a convention meeting, could you just get our
drinks, we are trying to have a conversation here!” That was fun! So,
here is where it falls apart, as I am clearing the salad course so I
can deliver their meals, the same gentleman tugs my shirt, which I
hate, and asks, “Ahem! Excuse me, when will dinner be ready? My
answer, “Ummm,…you’re psychic, don’t you know?” He completely
flipped out, I was sent home, and the following day suspended for one
week, which is not a bad deal when you’re in the Keys!

- Shaun