So I am at the pub last night for some delicious crab legs which are super cheap on Thursdays, and when my waitress comes to deliver the food its like blam BOOBS!, right there in front of me, I could see almost everything. I am a girl, and straight and I must confess I could not help but stare, ironic if you read the visitors rant about wandering eyes below, sorry hun!
So there is this table beside us, they look like five kids that are not old enough to be there and have had wayyy to much to drink. Pimply faced college kids that are finally of age. I can hear them from across the room, commenting on her endowments and such, and at first she is tolerating it. I did not know if I was on her side because quite frankly she was kind of asking for it. But women's lib is women's lib, so I stuck by my fellow woman.
By the end of the dinner these guys are out of control, so I ask her, how do you do it. She jokes it off, but I told her that is why I could not waitress. If I had guys in there like that I would have put a laxative or six in that jug a beer, that would send them packing! What do you think, whose fault is it?