Tuesday, August 7, 2007


We went out to dinner tonight, and the waiter called me Sweetie.

May I take your order, Sweetie?
How would you like that, Sweetie?
Would you like me to take it back, Sweetie?
May I bring you something else, Sweetie?
Do you take cream, Sweetie?
You come back and see us again now, Sweetie.


Karen at Pen in Hand said...

I picture this person as either a rode-hard 50-year-old woman in a bad dye job and a DDD cup or a cheeky young man. How close am I?

Penultimatina said...

It's especially unsettling when the sweetiefying or honeyfying person is, like, ten plus years younger than you are, as happened to me in a cheap haircuttery a few months ago. I really had to stifle the giggles...

Amy said...

Karen! You've blown my cover as a waitress!

Question: Is sweetie better than ma'am?

Sara said...

When I was a waitress, I always wanted to be a sweetie-er. But it's just not natural. I did get yelled at once for calling two couples "you guys." Then I started saying folks. Now I'm a folks-er.

Nin Andrews said...

Yeah, it was a boy --he looked about 16.