This is a semi-old story I heard from a waitress when I went out to breakfast.
My family and my boyfriend and I were at the IHOP one day for breakfast, and the waitress comes by with those little glass things of syrup for the pancakes. She leans down a bit and goes, "Just so we're clear, you know these aren't shots, right?"
We kinda do a double-take and go, "Yeah, why?"
She goes on to explain. "One time I had a table with some teenage kids, and when I brought the syrup to them and walked away, they tapped me on the shoulder and said 'Hey, can we get some more of those shots you brought us?' I had to tell them that it was syrup!"
That's an interesting disclaimer. I will definitely not be shooting syrup, thankyouverymuch.
My family and my boyfriend and I were at the IHOP one day for breakfast, and the waitress comes by with those little glass things of syrup for the pancakes. She leans down a bit and goes, "Just so we're clear, you know these aren't shots, right?"
We kinda do a double-take and go, "Yeah, why?"
She goes on to explain. "One time I had a table with some teenage kids, and when I brought the syrup to them and walked away, they tapped me on the shoulder and said 'Hey, can we get some more of those shots you brought us?' I had to tell them that it was syrup!"
That's an interesting disclaimer. I will definitely not be shooting syrup, thankyouverymuch.
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