Look I waited tables from the tender age of 18 to the ripe old age of 28. Your waiter is basically the middle man/woman who separates the person who cooks your fucking jalapeno poppers and you. If the sweaty cook took your order and went to the pit to cook your meal, 10 times out of 10 your attitude would dictate the amount of bodily fluids in your well done burger. The waitstaff is YOUR friend until YOU piss us off. Unlike the grill-slaves, we have a somewhat higher dickface tank, meaning it doesn’t get filled as fast. All the waitstaff of the whole fucking world asks is, just be nice and treat us like the wage slave you are too….With respect.
Yes I have thought about putting boogers in your food, Hugs