Connie and her toast

                                                      By kiki

Sometime back in the early '80's, Connie and I, with about eighteen friends were on a motorcycle ride up the coast. We stopped at a restaurant for breakfast. It turned out that it was a new restaurant for whom it was its first day of doing business. We all sat down and ordered some grub. Connie ordered bacon and eggs, browns and toast. When her order was brought to the table the toast was burnt black on one side. She called the waitress over to complain to her about the burnt toast, the waitress picked up the burnt toast and told Connie that she would get her some new toast. Within minutes, the waitress returned with the new toast or what Connie thought was new toast, all they did was turn the old toast over. By that time all the bikers were bitching about one thing or other, the waitress got so rattled that she quit her job right in front of us “can’t take this shit anymore!” she yelled as she walked out the door...Connie didn't pay for her breakfast!!