Lesbians and Waiters.

Josh and I tried this little itty bitty restaurant on a golf course.
...pretty romantic.

BUT, Our waiter was a lame-o.
He was way too casual and liked to pretend like we were best friends: no manners, no pretend fake-nice you do to strangers..yadda yadda.

So after we eat he starts complaining about some ladies who just left, and asked our opinion.

AND THEN..

He says "well, they were lesbians anyway. I hate lesbians."

.......awkward.
Wonder if he knows that my sister is a lesbian, and that I think they are really great.

See, told you our waiter was a lame-o.