Gratuitous Comeback

Last night, we took Chana's eldest and youngest daughters out for dinner to celebrate their respective birthdays. The place wasn't busy at all, and we only had 3 of the 6 kids in tow (mine was the third), but the service still started off a little slow. Usually this annoys me, but tonight I have to admit that I didn't really notice until the waitress apologized to us.

She started telling us about the crazy day she'd been having, in that way waitresses do... You know, like you're one of their friends whose just popped by for a visit. She explained that she'd had to go back to the kitchen four times on her shift already to make corrections, which didn't exactly instill any confidence in us, as we hadn't yet placed our soon-to-be-mixed-up orders. Then she went on to tell us that one of her tables had left a huge tip for her, but probably because they felt sorry for her, rather than for the service.

I had no idea how to respond to this, but Chana stepped in and saved the day with the funniest one-liner ever, delivered in her usual, deeply heart-felt voice:

"Oh, honey. Don't you worry... We won't make that mistake."