The job required a lot of patience because being a host from the beginning some people needed to bear with families and friends re-counting how many would be present and the needed to find a vacant table for that group. Then being moved back down to a waiter was pretty annoying.

Sitting in a booth, sat you and your family. A friendly young man laughed as he walked away from another table he took care of. His blue eyes landed on your family and then he took out his notepad. “Good evening, my name is Richard but you can call me Dick and I will be your waiter for the evening.”

“So, can I get you guys started with anything to drink?” His voice was calm and gentle and when he looked up towards you and he grew silent as your family flipped through the menu to find their drinks. My whole life has changed. Dick thought as he developed some sort of quick crush on you.

After that first dine at the restaurant, your family enjoyed the meals and Dick’s mannerism they requested he was their waiter everytime or when you came with your friends, he was always quick to take your group. Until, one night when it was your siblings anniversary with their spouse, you needed the bathroom for once and couldn’t find it so the first person you saw was Dick holding a black serving tray with the meal from someone else’s table.

“You want to keep going towards the entrance then you’re going to take a left- If you need help then you can wait by the empty booth, I’ll be quick.”