You know, I have a story from my job as a waitress that I still talk to myself about to this day. I've been working at an expensive restaurant downtown for ten years, so I've seen a lot of people—those with sweet lovers, sad families, and business meetings that feel like cross-examinations.
But this one night, it was really strange.
We have a regular couple, Jack and Lora. They are the type who are still sweet, always split the bill, and love chocolate cake. They are like high school sweethearts.
But in recent months, the wind has suddenly changed. The smiles are gone, Lora always pays, and he always looks tired. As for Jack, his spending seems to have no limit—he always orders the most expensive steak and wine, with his friends who are like a gang at a party.
One rainy night, Jack arrived with eight strong friends, then boasted, “I'll take care of it now!” They ordered food as if they were going to feed the entire village. But Lora? I didn't see her with them.
When he arrived, he was clearly tired, as if he had just run in the rain, and there were tears in his eyes. Jack didn't even pay attention to him when he sat down, he was busy ordering drinks for his troops.
While I was cleaning the dishes, I overheard their conversation:
“I won't pay now,” Lora said, her voice shaking.
“I won't pay now,” Lora said, her voice shaking.
I said to myself, “Oh my god, this is too much for Lora.”
So I came up with a little plan—not a bad one, for ‘cold stone’ revenge! At the end of the night, as I was handing the bill to Jack, I said, “Sir, it looks like there’s an extra charge for dessert.”
What he didn't know was that I had replaced his bill folder with one that listed extra tips—from me, the waitress, and even "extra charges" for the laughter and antics of his group!
I smiled sheepishly as he struggled to find the real bill. He couldn't believe he couldn't escape the expense!
Finally, he learned that Lora couldn't always be a burden to everyone.
Even though I did little, I'm happy that I was able to help him. Sometimes, even in simple ways, we have ways to defend people in need.
And that's my confession—sometimes, in a small fight, all it takes is a little courage and a little humor to change the story.
