Tonight I did something that I have been talking about wanting to do for a while. Eat out alone. I'm not sure if going to Buffalo Wild Wings alone counts, but I got a table (didn't sit at the bar), and I enjoyed my meal 100% solo minus my interaction with the waitress.
She was actually the one who sat me when I came through the door and when she saw I was by myself, she asked me immediately if I was waiting for someone. I said no, and she asked if I wanted a booth or a table. I said table, just because I thought the booth thing might look even more awkward but I'm probably just making that up.
I sat and was ready with my food order when she came to ask me what I wanted to drink. I always get the same thing at BWW, so that made it easier and less "pressure-filled," I suppose. She took my order with a smile and left. She was extremely pleasant the entire time I was there, stopping by a few times to see if I needed anything and to ask if I was ready for my check. I don't know if I expected her to be a little more social because I was alone or? I'm not sure. Either way, I actually liked that she wasn't in my face the entire time.
I did hear some of the waitresses in a group as my server if I was really eating alone, and when she responded "yes" explode with comments like "wow, I could never do that," "aw," and "I'd be too scared." Little did they know....
Anyway, I made it through. It wasn't a traumatic experience, but I found myself texting people to keep myself occupied. I definitely would rather have company!
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