Will you marry my daughter, please?

Being a waiter can be humbling. Humiliating too, when you have assholes for customers who like to hassle people who cannot fight back. This job also has its ego-rewarding moments of its own. Like when the two nice ladies on Table #1 open their purses to show you the pictures of their daughters who are "about your age" and "single." And really when you look at the pictures they look cute too. Later leaving a 100% tip on the table, they assure you that they will come back with them soon. And really, what can you say to that?