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| - I had so much fun the last time we thought we would go again. I'm dropping a star value - Here's why... We eat somewhere else because the prices are higher than I think they can deliver. We acknowledge the diversity - which is why I like this place (a lot of mixed couples, 60%, black 35% white, 5% other) I'm a take charge kind of girl so I attempt to give our name to the hostess so she can seat us and she doesn't make eye contact with me and immediatly waits for my hubby to give ther the vitals. "it's cuz I'm white, ain't it"? Probably reading too much into this.
Moving on, we go to the bar to get drinks and wait for our table. My good husband brings me my cocktail and we are standing there for less than 20 seconds when this guy "Warren" introduces himself as the owner, shakes our hands and I get excited because I wanted to tell him how much I enjoy the place or maybe he wanted to talk to my celebrity husband, then he says (verbatim), "Could I ask a favor? If this was you sitting here at this table, would you want someone hovering this close to you?"" -- SCREECH. What? First of all, I'm all of 5'.2" and the wall dividing us and this table he's refering to is like 4'5". Second, how about checking with your hostess who is standing right behind you ready to seat us before your express your rudeness. With that said, we still stayed and enjoyed the wonderful singer who I complimented in the most "white" way that I thought she should be on American Idol - Wud I say? I meant that as a compliment. That was a moment when I woke up and went - no, I didn't, really? Anyway, I think Warren might need charm school.
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