Musical Missed Connections
You Walked Away Without a Goodbye
Missed Connections in Minneapolis / St Paul
You: obviously lower-class couple, radiating the sweet stench of B.O. and pot
Me: mid 20 year old waitress, counting down the remaining minutes of my 6 day work week
you and your unwashed girlfriend shared a large appetizer before consuming two giant entrees like starving savages. needing a break from feasting you informed the hostess that you were going to “step out for a smoke” but you would “be back for dessert”.
i don’t know which of you came up w/ the honorable idea to skip out on your $50 bill but i’m sure you put the money you saved to good use i.e. purchasing more drugs or possibly illegal firearms.
but maybe this is all just a big mix-up.
i’m sure you didn’t mean to slowly creep away from the restaurant and your bill.
in fact, i bet you were just going back to your trailer to get more cash to leave me a bigger tip when you realized your 3 year old daughter was incapable of keeping watch over your 1 year old triplets.
tell me the name of the restaurant you dine and dashed at yesterday and maybe we could all get together so you could reimburse me for the meal i bought you.
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There’s no shortage of vitriol on the missed connections feeds, and while I tend to pass by most of it (Do we really need more anger and pain in our lives? No, we do not.) every once in awhile I find one that is Poison Pen worthy. Poet, it’s pretty crummy that those folks decided to do the old “chew-n-screw” and stuck you with the bill. There’s no such thing as a free lunch, people!
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