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Heh. "Where's your syrup?" I get this ALL THE TIME at the hotel's breakfast. It was funnier when it was in a big heated urn that said in big, red letters "HOT SYRUP" and they were standing right in front of it, looking PAST it to look at me behind the counter. The nozzle came off of the urn, though, creating a not-so-fun syrup fountain, so it's just in a pitcher now. Recently, two giggling teenage girls came up looking for the syrup for their French toast. The breakfast chef and I watched them walk right up to it, look down at it blankly, then look up at us.
"Excuse me?" *giggles about something totally unrelated* "Where's your syrup?"
The chef just stood looking at them trying not to laugh. He was waiting for them to look down and see it and smack their foreheads. However, the blank stares continued, so I took pity on them as opposed to standing there all day. I pointed to it and said "It's right there."
They looked down and nearly screamed as they were practically smacked in the face by the presence of syrup. The chef lost it and the girls still hadn't recovered from the giggle fits the last I saw of them.
"Excuse me?" *giggles about something totally unrelated* "Where's your syrup?"
The chef just stood looking at them trying not to laugh. He was waiting for them to look down and see it and smack their foreheads. However, the blank stares continued, so I took pity on them as opposed to standing there all day. I pointed to it and said "It's right there."
They looked down and nearly screamed as they were practically smacked in the face by the presence of syrup. The chef lost it and the girls still hadn't recovered from the giggle fits the last I saw of them.
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