I go to pour him a shot and let him know I am not a dog he does not need to whistle to get a drink. "Sure, sure man. No worries. Just keep an eye out - we are gonna get lit!”
This guy starts just hammering shots.
The dude, who we will now call "YO!”, starts to get a bit sideways. He then announces that he has to pee and walks to the back. The girl looks mortified and sad. Then I hear him in the back, and out he comes with a dude under his arm. They sit down and he starts talking to different girl at the bar. He says something out loud to the other girl about gay people and walks outside. His friend follows quickly after and the girl is left at the bar alone.
Five minuets later the friend walks in, sits down, has a drink with the girl. I hear him say that he put him in a uber and sent him home. They walk to go to the place the other dude had reservations for them at. This is where the twist comes in.
About 30 minutes later YO boy walks back in sober as the day he is born! Sits down waves me over and apologizes for whistling at me. He lets me in on his game.
He did it all for his friend. Got 1/2 drunk, played the fool, and called him to come save the day. Honestly said "he is a better man for her than me. She is really just not my type". I was stuck between awe and impressed.
7. I'm a waitress at a mid-range priced bar/grill. Just yesterday, a younger couple came in, and as I greet them I ask if they want anything besides water.
Conversation is as follows.. Girl: May I have a Coke? Or Pepsi? Boy: God, Erin. I'm paying. Girl: Water will be fine actually.
My heart immediately sank, because you bet he tipped less than 10% too.
8. I used to work at a little diner place, definitely not the type of place to bring a first date. There was this guy who'd come in every Friday with a different girl. (continued...)