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.
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?
ReplyDeleteIt'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...
ReplyDeleteKaren! You've blown my cover as a waitress!
ReplyDeleteQuestion: Is sweetie better than ma'am?
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.
ReplyDeleteYeah, it was a boy --he looked about 16.
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