Have Beautiful Woman

April 25, 2013

I get the same waiter at dinner every night, because I sit in the same spot in the dining room every night.  By now, my waiter knows I’m alone, so we don’t play the “Just You?  How Many?” game that I play with the breakfast and lunch servers.  He knows that I think the wine tastes gross, so he brings me wine and 7up to mix together without me having to ask.  He’s a pro.

Tonight I wasn’t feeling well on account of my sore throat which has migrated into my ears (Crazy human anatomy and the connection between the throat and ears!).  Instead of getting all dolled up for dinner like formal, I threw on a t-shirt, some pants that remind me of pyjama pants and jammed my hair into a ponytail.  Dinner waiter guy welcomed me to dinner and went through all the pleasantries, turned to go away, turned back, and told me I looked beautiful tonight.  Dawwww….

I thanked him – trying to graciously accept compliments is on the list this year – and went back to eating as he went to wait on others.  As I was getting up to leave, he stopped me again: “Remember, you have beautiful woman… I mean, you are beautiful woman.”

It’s nice to know that even when I’m feeling crappy and dressed to sleep, that someone still feels cool enough to pass along the lovely words.  Cuba is a funny place.  I suppose it could have just been due to the fact that I’m blonde and have all the important parts in the right place… either way, it was nice to hear.

Fellas, take note… this guy knows what he’s doing.

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