Mr BB and I went our for a celebratory dinner Thursday night. Went to one of my favorite restaurants and Mr BB even reserved a table in smoking - just for me!!!! (Sort of a gift?)
The restaurant has background music and generally conversation is confined to those sitting at a table - no talking loud, being boisterous. Well, half way through the dinner a couple of 4 sit across from us 2 men and 2 women. One of the men was local (in western clothes) and it appeared that the 2 woman were Arab, at least one was. The other guy, after having to listen to him across the room, was either Canadian or American - I'll call him "the white guy".
The white guy clearly was full of himself. Sitting there smoking like a drag queen, or better yet, a Lebanese woman smoking shisha - head up and letting the smoke curl out the side of her twisted mouth. He called one of the waiters over and asked "where is so-and-so" to which the waiter said "up front". White guy tells the waiter "tell so-and-so to come say hello to me. He should come and say hello to me." I'm thinking he must be talking about the restaurant manager. Within minutes another waiter goes to the table and white guy is telling him "you should come and say hello to me". Ok, a waiter??
When it came to placing his order he informed the waiter: "tell the chef to put everyone elses orders on hold and get mine out first." I'm thinking WTF? Who are you?? I told Mr BB "I feel like going over there and slapping him off the back of his head!"
Then while he was entertaining his guests (and anyone else who could hear him

Mr BB and I finish up, pay the check and departed. While walking through the main dining area we hear "Hey, Mr BB, Mrs BB!!" Hugs all around from Steven Seagal.



