I feel so proud when friends tell me their parents like me. Like damn right they do, I am a delight.
when your waiter comes out with food but it’s for another table
I am fire *pant pant*
I am death.
you ruined my life
you mean improved your life
tbh I don’t see the fuss about having waiters/waitresses not being happy and enthusiastic like I came here to eat I didn’t come here to be amused by employees as long as I’m getting my food and they’re not being blatantly rude I don’t see why y’all need to go on yelp to rank a restaurant 0/5 and have an outburst on why your waitress didn’t smile at you when she poured you water
this is pretty fucking important
i want to get so good at giving sly digs that you dont even realize i insulted you until like a week later when you randomly start crying while eating breakfast