Maybe it has to do with the warmer weather or maybe all the drinking occassions…
But spring time at the Arena causes younger men to act foolish. Sure, we have a few servers that can look in the general direction of a man and he will fall to his knees and profess his undying love.
Yes, we all know who these servers are
But during Spring or maybe around St. Patrick’s Day and the start of March madness, the feverish adoration of servers hits an all time high.
Last week for instance, one of our servers ran into an adoring fan. The boy was clearly intoxicated and clearly thought he’d found the love of his life. He did his best to woo the server by offering to take her to a seafood dinner at Red Lobster, which made us both giggle. He shouted this offer at the top of his lungs several times while she ignored him. When he didn’t get the response he wanted he started to rock back and forth in his chair in an obscene manner and make an, “eee ooo eee ooo eee ooo,” noise. I’m not sure the intended outcome, but the server walked away and he started yelling at me.
“Angel face…..mumble, mumble. Seafood dinner. Red Lobster.”
I think he was trying to get me to help him on his quest to woo his server. But the whole Angel Face thing didn’t work. Given the fact that he was probably closer to my son’s age than mine, given the fact that I have worked in bars since I was 18, I have heard all the lines and seen more than he could imagine… Let’s just say I’m not flattered like I would be if I were an 18 year-old. Angel Face my ass little boy!
As soon as his server walked back into his line of vision he changed tactics. He bellowed from his chair, “We would make beautiful babies! Our genetics! Our genetics! You want beautiful babies, don’t you?”
And when that didn’t work he began describing the size of his body parts….which is, you know, super romantic. I am sure once he goes into great detail about the size of said body part, he normally scores lots of dates. But this time, our poor young buck struck out and was dragged away by his embarrassed friends.
Oh yes, Spring is upon us at the Arena. Like clockwork the boys have started making fools of themselves.
One more thing to keep the waitstaff entertained!