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06 June 2006 @ 01:50 am
Sunday I had an expensive lunch with my professor and the waiter asked me if I needed anything, but in the way that you ask a 10-year-old, you know, crouched over with your hands in your lap. I kept that in mind for the remainder of the meal, especially at the end, when I docked a dollar from her tip.

I hate being patronized.