Many years ago I used to frequent a restaurant that was in a fairly nice area of town. But over time the neighborhood it was in became run down and riddled with crime. During this period I could see that the type of customers that were coming to the restaurant were sleazier and scummier. The worst thing that the restaurant did was put in a couple of pool tables and a dozen VLTs which brought in the vagrants and drifters.
I also recalled that when I first went to the restaurant that the waitresses were all very attractive but as the clientele changed the men began to harass the young girls and the majority of them left. The manager who was a classy lady also left as she could not handle the rougher crowd. The replacement waitresses were rugged to say the least. They were older, cruder, heavier and most unattractive in all manners. In all honesty they belonged at a truck stop, not a restaurant.
I remember the first day I noticed the change in the restaurant. I had not been to it in over a year because of the ever increasing rugged clientele. But I decided to give it another shot. When I walked up to the entrance door the glass had been smashed and was filled in with plywood. There were half a dozen creepy looking dudes hanging outside having a smoke and giving me the evil eye. One of them clipped me when I walked by. It was evident that they were looking for a fight.
I entered and the once brightly lit restaurant was now dim to the point of darkness. The music that had been top forty was now 1970s chainsaw rock. I looked around at the customers and it was more of the same that I had seen outside. I skirted through the lounge to use the washroom. I opened the door and was hit by a rank smell. I looked into the sink which was full of vomit. The two stalls that were once so nice and clean were filthy with unflushed toilets and puddles of urine on the floor. I walked out and sat down at a booth with torn seats. I saw the waitress and she looked like a tough butch. She was slovenly looking and had a body covered with tattoos. She ignored me for about ten minutes as she cackled it up with some the customers.
She finally came over to me and barked, "What the f*** do ya want?"
I said, "A water."
She snorted and then came back five minutes with a half full water. She then asked me, "Do you want a f**ing menu?"
I nodded and she came back with one and threw it on the table knocking my drink over. She stood there and grunted, "Let's f***ing go already, I'm busy."
I was looking at the menu when she plucked it out of my hands and said, "What the f*** do you want to order?"
I looked at her and said, "A new waitress."
She then spit in my drink and walked away.