It is the end of a busy Tuesday night. We are closed and cleaning up the restaurant and finishing up our side work when the phone rings. I pick it up and am greeted by a slightly intoxicated “gentleman”. “Are you guys still open for delivery?” “No sir I am sorry. We are actually closed.” “Closed? Really? What time do you close?” mumbles this strange guy. “We close at 9 Sunday- Thursday and 10 on Friday and Saturday.” “Well why aren’t you guys open?” The guy sounds so genuinely confused and drunk that I can hardly stop myself from laughing. “Because we close at 9 sir.” “Wait a minute…what day is today?” “Today is Tuesday.” “Oh. Aw man, I thought today was Saturday.” This guy sounded like he was partying as if it was Saturday, no wonder he got confused. “Haha, its ok sir. You keep your good night going.”
- Never Snow
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A partier in mid-week. He is either unemployed , rich , or works weekends like us.