Thursday, July 06, 2006

I put the 'harm' back in Charm

Currently listening to: Coheed & Cambria - Three Evils

Anybody who knows me or has read this blog before knows that while at restaurants, I talk to the waitresses. A lot. Borderline flirting at times. While I was single, this was a great past-time, especially at Bertucci's where all the waitresses are my age and hot.

The other day while eating at the OG, Bethany and I were discussing our love for good bread at restaurants, namely, the scrumptions ones served there. I recalled a story of how one time with a group of friends I had finagled my way into getting free sticks to go home with from the waitresses. Of course, at the time, I was unattached and could go full-throttle on the charm with no remorse of repercussions.

However, this time, I was on a date. I wanted to see if I could do it again without pissing her off and without being a total bread-sleaze. Gauntlet thrown, the challenge was on.

After being polite and the typical charming SOB that I am with Kaleigh our waitress, the resulting conversation occurred at the end of the meal:

Kaleigh: wow, you have a lot left. I told you that you couldn't eat the whole Tour of Italy!
Me: Well, I purposely got it so that I could have half tomorrow for lunch at work.
K: Good idea, you're smart.
M: thank you.
K: you're very polite. not many people are here. So you want me to wrap that up for you?
M: yes please. It'll go nicely with these breadsticks left, too (pointing to the remaining 3 in the basket).
K: Definitely. You should slice them open like little sub rolls and make sandwiches out of them with that chicken parm.
M: Well, I would, but I don't think that I have enough breadsticks to do that. I'd probably need a few more...
K: How many more do you think you'd need?
M: I suppose another 6 or so would hit the spot.
K: I think I could do that for you.
M: It'd also be cool if I had one of those little aluminum foil bags that make them heat up nicely in the oven.
K: sure thing.

She returned later with the bill and a bag stuffed with 7 breadsticks. Bethany and I walked out of there with 10 breadsticks total. I call that a win.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

BAH! I got that beat. I was in Bertuccis the other day with my wife and I wanted more breadsticks. So I just winked at the waitress and she brought out the recipe for breadsticks. I said "Whats this?! I wanted breadsticks?" She replied "I didn't think an epitome of Manhood like yourself would make your wife bake you whatever you wanted so I brought her the recipe." I smiled and went home to have my wife bake me some delicious breadsticks.

K

July 7, 2006 at 9:29 AM  
Blogger Tim Baird said...

Odd, last time I checked, Bertucci's didn't serve breadsticks. They serve more of a bun-like item.

I think there's something fishy going on with your story.

July 13, 2006 at 6:38 AM  

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