New At the Job

Sometime ago, Silly, my partner and I went to the Boulevard diner on a Sunday. It was crazy hectic, but always with a smile was the small blonde server. That day, however we had Butch. Now I don't know if that is his real name, but we will call him Butch for now. Butch was new, he took 20 minutes to come over, and when we asked for coffee, it.....just never arrived. Ms Blonde nice lady server kept looking over apologetically, we thought it was funny. Butch was saying, 'I got it, I got it!' everytime Ms Blonde nice lady wanted to help. We eventually got our meal, but we had no utensils. When we asked he said, 'You'll get it, you'll get it!...' At this point Ms. Blonde nice lady quietly slipped utensils onto our table in the most clandestine manner.
        Now Butch was a sight to behold, intense eyes, bald head with a scar running diagonally on his scull.         I leaned over to Silly and asked, 'Your take, brain surgery or prison knife fight?'
          She gave Butch a sideways look and said to me, 'I'm going with knife fight'
          We never got the coffee, and as we left Silly left a big tip. I said, 'Really?'
           She said, 'Yeah, I'm afraid.of him.'
       Boulevard Diner, the prettiest diner in Worcester.