Last night, I took my birthday-celebrating boy to a gay restaurant... which is basically saying that we went to a chicly trendy straight-owned-and-operated establishment in the heart of WeHo. It also means that a forced-to-be-flirty "gay" waiter (an adorably straight aspiring actor/model/whatever) would be tending to us.
I have never seen apathy personified move at such a slow pace! At least act like you want to be here and model yourself after a decent waiter. We gay$ tip oh-so well, but you have to do a bit more than just have a good (head of) hair. Not much, but a bit!
All in all, it took us 140 minutes to have a drink, share an appetizer and ingest our one-course dinner. Hey, PrettyBoy McWaifyWaiter, you may be beautiful, but take a tip from Nicole Richie. People start getting a lot less attractive when you're staaaaaaaaaaaaaarving!
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