My dinner with Buzzi….OR, Notes to a waiter…

Ruth Buzzi, that is….

Ruth Buzzi in her famous "Old Lady" character....

You see, last night Coffeedoc and I got all gussied up and drove downtown to a lovely  fancy restaurant.  We were celebrating our 25th Anniversary and we were just happy to be out of the house and be able to have an uninterrupted conversation and enjoy some a nice delish quiet dinner.

And so we did…we arrived a bit late, per usual, and we were escorted to a quiet corner table.  As we perused the menu and wine list, it happened.  The server said to me, upon pouring some water, “Here you are Young Lady.”  Really.  No big deal, right?  Hmmm.  But then, he brought my wine…and said it again!  Now, I’ll let that go, if the speaker is older than me…say, someone around the age of my father (who is now 80).  I immediately looked over at Tom, who was seemingly captivated by the menu.  So, I shrugged it off.  But, and this is the part where I must have unwittingly morphed into Ruth Buzzi… this waiter began to use that phrase with almost every turn of attention to us.  Truly.  And of course, only to  me.  Because somehow this young pup (I am now pulling out all of my old fogey lingo since I am old enough to have perfect strangers patronize me) thought that it was somehow charming to continue to refer to me as “young lady.”

Now, many of you might think, “Gee, what’s her problem? That’s not so bad, don’t get your panties in a knot…”  But, if you are thinking that, I’d lay dollars to donuts (another fogey phrase…) that you’re YOUNG!  And while I may very well be staring down the barrel of fifty (that’s the rumour at any rate…), I haven’t yet really started considering myself officially, really, OLD.

But now, thanks to this young waiter….I feel like a rickety old crone.  I know it shouldn’t make me feel so, but, it does a little bit.  Gee willikers.  Maybe we old gals are touchy….  Now, we still had a really lovely romantic dinner.  My sweet Tom helped distract me from the patronizing waiter.  I only mentioned wanting to deck they guy once, I think.  But I have to say, to all you servers out there (and I can say this because I DID wait tables for years in college) if you want to keep your customers in a good mood….don’t try out some faux debonair “young lady” comments on anyone older than  you.  It just doesn’t play like you think it does.  Not suave, not cute.  Really.  Makes us old gals a little hostile, even…or at least THIS old gal.  Ahem.  He still got a good tip, because it was our anniversary.  But if it wasn’t…… I’m not deft with the quick comeback.  I so wish I was, because today I have a number of them.  But, since I’m now officially an old doddering crone….I’ll probably forget them.

I’m off to buy a hairnet…..

Landing in Kona...we OLD GALS get around!

Forget that…I”m going back to Hawaii…

11 thoughts on “My dinner with Buzzi….OR, Notes to a waiter…

  1. LOL
    On the bright side…he didn’ call you “Grandmother”…which I have been referred to quite a bit lately. Thinking it might be time to dye my hair.

  2. I agree – patronizing. However, I must admit I like it when a waiter calls me “Miss”. “Would you like more coffee, Miss?” Feels young without too much irony.

    • Notquiteold… Agreed. I wouldn’t have minded a “miss”. But…. The other…felt like giving him “the mom” look. But I was on a date. Off duty. Still…. Ha! Thx for the comment!

  3. I don’t think I would have been quite so forgiving with the tip–
    Went in for my semiannual haircut the other day and was shocked to see how dominant the gray has become. She suggested “lowlights” and I am really thinking about it. Last year two people in quick succession assumed I was my kids’ grandmother and I swore if it happened a third time I would color my hair–but it didn’t. Anyway–right there with you-

    • Liza- yeh… But as I waited tables a long time, I know how important those tips are. So we didn’t wanna do that. But its still bugging me. Erk. Thanks for commenting … Tho I had to go gray. Couldn’t keep up w the color maintenance. Lowlights are supposed to be great tho!

    • Ah Kate… Thank you. You with the actual sweet and beauty of youth. Yeah. I’m pretty darn sure. Ha! I can fool myself and forget my age now and then… But I can’t fool a mirror or any 20-something’s… Or 30 or 40 something’s…. Thank you tho for the kindness!

  4. Perhaps you are misinterpreting it, and it was really a Mrs. Robinson/Dustin Hoffman “The Graduate” vibe…that must be it. He was checking you out,, I know it. 😉

  5. The exact same thing happened to me tonight, and I am 66. Once or twice, I could have ignored it, but it must have happened at least two dozen times. Think I’ll send this to the restaurant.

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