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ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state 
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She toted a water supply in a copper glass bottle thought the client was a bit crazy cause he thought it was wine that wasn't why he asked to dine.... she served the opened capped bottle then leaned forward to hear he didn't know what rules would appear cause he spoke in a different tongue that wasn't high on her restaurant rung... caught unaware of the locale tactics he thought she was full of antics so he ordered a coffee to start the night hadn't sat down to begin a fight content that she'd eventually serve a dearth of language set right in candle light lamp made the table dim concerned at being misunderstood he mustered all the courage he could and asked if she'd accept a visa card the word Charge-x, caught her off guard she sauntered away before he could ask before getting a chance for a next plate order to fill the gap in communication disorder tapped the table top until she returned attracted the waitress's discern added a soup and a bagel dip plate the soup came with bread.. order change was too late. |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
A chuckle here, - yes, miscommunication - often even when we speak the same language - enjoyed  SusanHappiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Yes, indeed, smiling at the scenario of dim light and glimmering smiles of a waitress who would if only the customer could!  |
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