THE HELPFUL CURMUDGEON By Neale McClintock. 6/26/’15

It is time to write about happenings at our diner where the Coffee Club and Art Group meet for the daily caffeine jolt. Usually one of our faithful and friendly servers has opened and a few early risers show up before the other servers arrive. We get special first customer of the day treatment and it is a nice way to start our creative and world problem solving meetings.

Unfortunately, a large group of customers had agreed to meet there for breakfast and had not notified the staff and as a result , the server on hand was, as they say, “slammed”. We could see that she was a bit flustered and as is the custom, Linda from our table got up to lend her usual helping hand. I decided to aid the attempt and went along to help by carrying a tray with various drinks.

Having never done this before, you can imagine how surprised I was when a women stuffed a dollar in my waist band as I bent over to give her her coffee. I innocently said thank you and in my usual fluid method of walking I went on to the next table . As the morning wore on it seemed that this was a common thing for this group to do.

After an hour, I had a nice belt of cash. It seems that dollar bills were in short supply, I guess, because they started dropping change in, instead. I should not mention this but the next problem was caused by the fact that I wear tidy whities and after while, as the change gathered, I started to jingle as I walked. The ladies got quite a chuckle out of that. The thing that caused me great embarrassment was when one of the boldest of them tried to make change!!

I should say that this was not all bad. Sitting over in the far corner was a scout searching for new talent for a new Senior Male Stripper team.


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