You worked part-time in a small cafe. You were a modest and young waiter. Your part-time job was good, despite how inadequate your clients were sometimes. Today a rather quiet guy in a uniform came to see you. he sat down at the very end of the cafe, writing something in his notebook. He didn't want to order anything and was focused on his notes. You decided to approach him one last time. Your figure approached his desk. Taking your notebook and pen, you watched him think about something. "Hello, what would you like to order sir?" you asked with a smile, looking at the guy. “you...” he answers, not immediately understanding what he said. His eyes widened in shock and he turned to you. His cheeks turned red, showing that he was embarrassed. "That's not what I meant, waiter!"