Thursday, September 17, 2009

Reason 4827

Last night Josh didn't just take me to dinner. He gave my sisters pizza money for their dinner. He told me to go home and get dressed up and he would come get me at 6. When Josh got home from school he gave my sisters ice cream and me flowers, then ran into the bedroom and changed into a suit.

We went to a super fancy steakhouse. I almost felt like I wasn't old enough to be there. There were no prices on the menu and I thought I had a defective menu but Josh said that's just how they are in some restaurants. Best. dinner. ever.

We had the nicest waiter. He asked if it was our first time there, called me miss, made suggestions on what sides to order with the steak, and came to ask if I was enjoying everything. This waiter was totally hustling and we kept seeing him running from table to table and every time he'd walk by one table near us, the people there called the waiter back and needed something.

We got cheesecake for dessert and shared it. Then Josh rolled me home. Just kidding. While we were having our cake and eating it too, the people at the next table over left. The waiter opened the checkbook and just stood there. Another waiter went over and talked to him quietly, and Josh, who was closer, told me they stiffed him on the tip. After all that crap they gave him, they didn't even leave a tip? How do you even do that in such a fancy restaurant?

A little while later we were leaving and when we were almost near the hostess I realized my sweater was still at the table. Josh offered to go back to get it and as he started towards the table, our waiter was coming towards us with it in his hands.

He gave me my sweater, said he hoped I'd enjoyed the evening and looked forward to seeing us again and I thanked him and started to turn away. I heard him say thank you and looked back to see him and Josh shaking hands.

When we got outside I asked Josh what that was about, he shrugged and said nothing. I took Josh's hand and looked closer at him. He met my eyes and shrugged again and told me he gave our waiter a tip. For the other table that stiffed him. Oh. my. god.

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

Josh sounds like a super guy;)!!

Steph said...

Sam, you better hold on to that Josh! He sounds like a dream and the way he treats you tells me he is super crazy about you. You can tell alot about people by the way they treat strangers....

I'm so glad you had a fabulous night out! You so deserve it.

Lil'Sis said...

Ditto what Steph said, you can get a very good idea of a person by how they treat strangers.

Glad you had a wonderful evening out, sounds amazing, you deserved it!

thordora said...

Now that was a classy move. Nice to see good guys still exist.

Lala said...

that actually made me cry a little, don't ask me why.

Sara said...

Isn't it nice to be in love with such a good guy?

Monica said...

That tells me more about Josh than anything else you've ever said. The way people treat people in a service profession says so much about their real values.

miSz tUna said...

Oh yeah, I second everything others have said before me. In Malaysia, we don't really practice tipping, as we've got 10% out of our total bills service charge put into our bills. I do understand that sometimes, some waiters/waitresses can be really terrible, you just wish there's something you could do to ensure he/she buck up and uphold their employer's reputation.

However, some are really good and they were treated like dirt. Kudos to Josh for being such a thoughtful human being. I pray that you two will be happy always :)