TGIF

It's Friday, the weekend begins.  I am looking forward to a nice and relaxing weekend.
So, did you ever go to a restaurant and you're waiting patiently for menus, then water. Then your food isnt getting their. Maybe the waiter or waitress is busy talking to the bartender or doing her nails.You sit their patiently at first  then fidget around.  Finally, you've been seen and they go check on your food. The waitress comes back and says  , "it will be be coming out soon".  So the appetizers come and she puts it on the table and walks away. You want a glass of wine, then you drop your fork. Now you cant eat and you're  waving again , trying to get  the waitress's  attention. Oh yeah, it's not the dish you ordered.Well eventually the meal is up and you think of this fantastic idea.  You have your personal private waitress or waiter ( doesnt matter).You take  her whenever you go eat out. She knows what you like to order , how you like your food prepared. And wil make sure you have your utensils, condiments, your water glass stays full, napkins, everything you need.  If the place has a TV it will be on a channel you want to watch. Doesn't matter what restaurant, you'll always have your own personal wait person.Ahhh, what a pleasure.
I can see the looks now from the restaurant owner , chefs, waitstaff, busboys etc "who is this person, going into our kitchen ?" Oh well, it's a beautiful thing.
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So today I had a big meeting about bagels. Yeah bagels.. When i left the meeting I had about 35lbs of bagels that was placed in a Bergdorf bag, they were samples to show some people, But here I am carrying a load of bagel all over the place.  Into stores like Tiffany , Tourneau, Even Bergdorf. Everyone looking in my bag , saying  "bagels??"  yep  bagels.  One guy asked me if i was in the bagel business I said  "yeah, there's alot of dough in the bagel business!"  Corny but funny at the time,
Then of course, the bag rips so i'm struggling to carry all these to my car. Awhile later, my back is killing me.  Pain reminding me of a disc problem and I shouldnt be walking around with  35llbs straining myself. I mustve walked a mile with these bagels.  The crazy thing is, the bagels werent even made  the way they are supposed to be, so they are useless to me.  So when I got back to where I garage my car I gave the  guys who work there , all the bagels. How bizarre.  I think i'll take two Advil and go to sleep.