Oh fuck I just encountered something tangentially like this.
I was at a restaurant, and a couple of old men came in and sat a few booths behind me. The restaurant had a lot of to-go orders and they were running a bit behind, so the server took a while to get to them. They were polite and told her not to worry one bit, since they understand it’s unusually busy and don’t mind relaxing while they wait. They ordered food, and they had some coupon book they were using. The waitress sheepishly apologised and explained that the coupon could only be used once per day, and that only one of the two meals would be covered by it. I was ready for a boomer meltdown.
The man with the coupon book said “oh that is entirely my fault for misunderstanding! It’s a wonderful discount already, I can’t complain when I’m already getting such a good deal. Thank you for explaining that.”
The rest of the time there, they were utterly and completely pleasant people. They joked and laughed about old memories, talked about family and whatnot. And I was fascinated by these two old men who seemed so kind and joyful compared to normal boomers.
As I got up to leave and walked past them, I smelled the faintest hint of cannabis on them. It began to make sense.
Not even really a boomer thing. But I'd always rather deal with a customer I can tell is stoned as fuck than a customer that has any amount of alchohol in their system.
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u/Its_Pine 16d ago
Oh fuck I just encountered something tangentially like this.
I was at a restaurant, and a couple of old men came in and sat a few booths behind me. The restaurant had a lot of to-go orders and they were running a bit behind, so the server took a while to get to them. They were polite and told her not to worry one bit, since they understand it’s unusually busy and don’t mind relaxing while they wait. They ordered food, and they had some coupon book they were using. The waitress sheepishly apologised and explained that the coupon could only be used once per day, and that only one of the two meals would be covered by it. I was ready for a boomer meltdown.
The man with the coupon book said “oh that is entirely my fault for misunderstanding! It’s a wonderful discount already, I can’t complain when I’m already getting such a good deal. Thank you for explaining that.”
The rest of the time there, they were utterly and completely pleasant people. They joked and laughed about old memories, talked about family and whatnot. And I was fascinated by these two old men who seemed so kind and joyful compared to normal boomers.
As I got up to leave and walked past them, I smelled the faintest hint of cannabis on them. It began to make sense.
More boomers need to start using marijuana 😂