So, I'm busy dolling out grapes and cherry tomatoes and craisins and ham (to Clara) and pretty much begging Greta to eat anything (she settled on grapes--what nourishment) I delved into my own concoction that I had left on the plate.
Chris returned from his visit and we're chatting about golf, things at school, gossip, etc. After about 10 minutes a waitress walks by and Chris says "see that waitress with the blond curly hair? She hit me on the butt at the salad bar."
Silence.
I was waiting for him to laugh or say just kidding. Nothing. "WHAT?" I strained a yell? I have to admit, I laughed, not because I can't imagine anyone doing that to him, I mean I would, but the fact that a waitress would do it in Ruby Tuesday. At the garden bar. I mean, at least pick a better atmosphere honey. He said she also mumbled something to him before she did it, but he doesn't know what. (At first I thought maybe he just wasn't telling me, but I think he didn't really hear it.) It took about 100 times of me saying, "really are you just kidding me" for me to finally believe it. Then he said that our waiter, who evidently saw the incident, looked at Chris and said "she's a lot of fun". Huh???? Excuse me, but what does that mean? Was it an offer, an invitation, a sarcastic remark? I don't get it. What is going on here, we're bar far the youngest people in here by a good 20 years, is this just a playful ruse?
I really wanted to say something to someone. Whether it be a funny comment, or a "hey did you know one of your waitresses is soliciting customers here?" But Chris implored me not to. I tried to catch miss Curly Blond's eyes, but she didn't pass our way very often (which was odd because we were pretty much in a main drag, I'm thinking she knew I could take her down....)
AND THEN...not to long after all of this, which I really didn't put together until Chris told me later about the comment our waiter made...our waiter comes to the table to, which I thought, wait on us but in hindsight I do not believe was his purpose. So he's taking a plate away or refilling a glass or some waitery thing and he says "it's getting really hot back here, like really hot 'whew' we need the air." It wasn't hot, at all. It's not like we were in some hidden back corner, we were in the front of the restaurant. He was a super friendly, and really good waiter, so I just thought 'well, whatever buddy' and grinned. But later, after putting this whole story together (I'm not that quick, it needed time to sink in) I'm wondering was that some sick comment that had to do with this whole incident? Was he saying Chris is 'hot'? Was he in on all this? I mean, I think Chris is hot, and I don't blame anyone for wanting to whisper sweet nothings and swat him on the butt, but really people. The Garden Bar at Ruby Tuesday? Some things are sacred. Or just sick.
SO...the morning after and I'm still thinking there's more to this that WE don't even know about. I'm considering calling Ruby Tuesday headquarters. I'd go take her down by her blond curly locks (I'm thinking dye job and perm) but I'd have to catch her from behind as I don't even think my arms could get anywhere near her from the front of her do inflict any facial damage. I'd just bounce off, if you know what I mean.
Luckily, we did manage to enjoy the dinner and clearly we're walking away with a hysterical story, but as we payed the bill and left I couldn't help but thinking that -- perhaps -- they should've payed us.
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