so, while we were sitting at Denny’s on easter sunday, thinking to ourselves “we are SO going to regret this later”, a perky 20-something waitress bounces up to our table to take our order. affixed to her head, chest, and any other place that i assume is appropriate for kitschy restaurant ‘colour’ where tiny, monochromatic, felt bunnies.
i couldn’t hep but comment on them. hopefully she didn’t get it.
mom sent me this video today. i think i might visit that poor waitress in secret and send her this url.
