A few months back I was with my best bud celebrating his mom's birthday along with his sister, brother-in-law, and grand-nephew. We all met at a Souplantation restaurant in the sister's area.
We were all happily stuffing our faces, and I had removed my prescription eyeglasses while we were eating. This is something I often do as my eyesight really isn't that bad, and I don't like having to clean my lenses after getting any kind of sauce on them.
Halfway through I excused myself to head to the pizza / potato / brownie bar at the center of the place to grab a baked potato with all the fixin's, leaving my glasses behind at our table. One of the employees was busy working there, with their back turned. I asked the short, stocky, muscular, restaurant uniform-clad, hair-hidden-under-hat figure behind the counter "excuse me sir- where is the sour cream at?". That's where things got really awkward.
A twentysomething Latin female turns around looking perplexed and asks "did you just call me SIR???", and grabs her boobs for emphasis. I was so embarrassed I instantly lost my appetite. An old man standing a few feet away starts laughing his ass off. I apologize profusely and explain I wasn't wearing my glasses. Sounding slightly deflated, she just said "that's OK", and slowly turned back around to continue working. I silently grabbed my potato and slunk back to my table, avoiding eye contact with her every time I passed by. I was SO embarrassed and felt SO bad
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I wanted to apologize but felt it might be better just to drop it. I told my group what happened and they just said those things happen. Until she turned around I couldn't tell the difference. Poor gal.
When I told my co-workers what happened the next day, one teased me, saying I ruined that poor girl's week and if she kills herself it's my fault.
We were all happily stuffing our faces, and I had removed my prescription eyeglasses while we were eating. This is something I often do as my eyesight really isn't that bad, and I don't like having to clean my lenses after getting any kind of sauce on them.
Halfway through I excused myself to head to the pizza / potato / brownie bar at the center of the place to grab a baked potato with all the fixin's, leaving my glasses behind at our table. One of the employees was busy working there, with their back turned. I asked the short, stocky, muscular, restaurant uniform-clad, hair-hidden-under-hat figure behind the counter "excuse me sir- where is the sour cream at?". That's where things got really awkward.
A twentysomething Latin female turns around looking perplexed and asks "did you just call me SIR???", and grabs her boobs for emphasis. I was so embarrassed I instantly lost my appetite. An old man standing a few feet away starts laughing his ass off. I apologize profusely and explain I wasn't wearing my glasses. Sounding slightly deflated, she just said "that's OK", and slowly turned back around to continue working. I silently grabbed my potato and slunk back to my table, avoiding eye contact with her every time I passed by. I was SO embarrassed and felt SO bad

I wanted to apologize but felt it might be better just to drop it. I told my group what happened and they just said those things happen. Until she turned around I couldn't tell the difference. Poor gal.
When I told my co-workers what happened the next day, one teased me, saying I ruined that poor girl's week and if she kills herself it's my fault.
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