One day at work I was clearing a table, the booth was just long enough that I could not reach the end. I was already pretty piled high with plates and the Mother at the table handed me the last plate that was sitting down at the end. It had a few napkins over the top of it, but I didn’t really think much of it because people generally pile our linen napkins on top of their plates after they’ve finished. As I put this last plate on top of the stack carefully balanced in my arm and almost start to walk away, the Mom decides it is a good time to say, “Oh and P.S. my son threw up a lot in that plate so be careful”. Great lady thanks for letting me know after I have already awkwardly placed it in my plate stack closest to my FACE!!!! It’s going to be a long walk to the kitchen…..