(Un)Pretty In Pink
May 04
Some friends and I decided to go to a local Waffle House for breakfast before church this morning. So we’re at the table talking about how our weekend turned out and perused through the menu to place our orders. And then our server comes…………with pink braids.
Not a soft, pale pink (like that really makes a difference), but hot pink. And I’m not talking microbraids, either. I’m talkin’ about the big dookie braids that Janet Jackson rocked in Poetic Justice. Big ass pink, or as we say down South, pank, braids. And get this……..no hair net. *gasp*
Now I’m not one to be rude to waitresses, because I don’t want anyone spitting in my food, but this chick ain’t had not nann (yeah, I broke every verb with that one) hair net on and I’m supposed to let her serve me food? I think not.
I politely gathered my things and told my friends, “I’ll see you guys at church. And I’ll pray that you don’t choke on a pink strand of hair.”
Other than at fast food restaurants, I don’t really run across waitresses wearing hair nets and if you’re worried about hair in your food, isn’t it better that she had braids?Hair that’s just out and loose is what you really have to worry about. I don’t see how pink dye or thick braids makes any difference.
I can’t ride with you on this one.
A_Str8, I’ve seen thousands of waitresses without hair nets, but it’s the fact that she had these long pink braids that went past her breasts, and she had to pull these braids away from her face every time she turned and/or stooped over to put a plate on the table that could have led me to believe that those braids have been scraping plates accidentally, and I didn’t want to be the recipient of a pink hair in my waffles.
Call me crazy, but I prefer my maple syrup on my waffles, hairless.
yea that might be a bit too much for me too. i dont need the extra fiber
Yes, that would have worked on my nerves too.
Yup, definitely tacky and unsanitary. I would’ve rolled out there with you…if not, I would’ve beat you out the door.
Damn…pink braids?
Well, I actually caught the cook at our local Waffle House scratching his…erm… “manhood” prior to putting nuts in a walnut waffle and he was GLOVELESS! *EWWWWWW* Like you we got up and left.
This is why I do not eat at Waffle houses any more. I know one day they would give me ptomaine poisoning if I didn’t resist the temptation for hash browns smothered and covered.
Ahhh, you didn’t mention the long-and-swinging-near-the-plates part. I’m understanding better now.
girl i do not blame you for leaving. after seeing her i would have left running lol.