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I met Joshuah's emotional twin once, and unfortunately, he was in a bad mood. A female friend and I were dining at a nice restaurant on Kauai, and, again, unfortunately, this idiot was our waiter. I wanted to walk out, but the sunset ocean view was stunning, and we decided to finish our meal. As we were leaving, the manager happened to be near the door, and said that he hoped we enjoyed our meal and that we would be back soon.

I hesitated only a moment, then told him that no, we had not enjoyed it, and then detailed everything Joshuah-2 had done and said during the meal. The meal was on the house, and with the Champagne, and a couple of Mai Tai's, it was a hefty tab. The waiter was fired on the spot. We were invited back for another meal on the house, and we had a great waiter.

Until that time I had no idea that kind of guy existed. When I started watching BB9, my first thought was of that waiter. It's been many years, but I have never forgotten that asshole. Seeing Joshuah brought it all right back home.

Thank you for your comments here, and I agree completely.

Oh God.

I was pretty young, and when it first started I thought it was a joke. Frankly, I had never been to such an expensive place, and I was a bit nervous about the bill, but we had saved, and I was showing my visiting friend around the island, so we just we were just going to have a treat. All of it was a little intimidating, and when he started in, I almost thought I was doing something wrong. We were going full out, a big splurge, the vintage French Champagne, oyster and pate appetizers, lobster, hell, the Mai Tai's in that place were $15, and this was several years ago.

Anyway, I just had no idea, and at first, thought he was somehow supposed to be like that snooty French waiter type. Seriously. I was young and naive. My friend was a stunning girl, and I was fairly hot myself, and had lived on the Island for a while, but never felt like splurging at that place. Kauai is a very laid back, friendly place, so this whole thing was like a "punked!" episode.

He insulted our clothes, hair, sneered at our menu choices, refused to offer better choices because our palates wouldn't be sophisticated enough to appreciate them. He brought courses late, or rushed, acting as if we hadn't finished fast enough...everything.

His act started out slowly, little laughs and head shakes as we ordered, etc. but by the end of the meal he swished and sneered, ignored requests for coffee, and water, and said, "I have more interesting tables, wait your turn bitches." It was surreal. The insults were both subtle, rolled eyes, comments that my tan was too deep for a bleached blond, told my friend that if she ordered deserts like that too often she would be in a mumu before she was 30. Then he got angry, and, among other things, slammed the check down at the end of the meal, once he finally, after 3 polite requests brought it. He didn't clear plates--just unreal behavior. Other patrons were noticing, and I hate scenes.

My friend asked if I had never met a woman-hating gay guy before, and was actually almost amused by the whole thing for a while. I told her that no, I had not. I was not amused. It was awful, and I felt so uncomfortable. Maybe, in a big eastern city I would have expected it, but on Kauai, it was just so odd, no Aloha at all. Actually, he is the only rude person I have met anywhere opn the islands. For real.

By the end of it all I was seriously near t.ears. When I talked to the manager I actually did start to cry, more out of anger than anything else. I think the t.ears are what got the guy fired on the spot. As he stormed out, throwing a tray and his apron, he snipped back at me, "Fucking Cunt Tourist. Go home." That was the only time I have ever been called a "cunt."

I lived there.

The manager then told me that the guy would not find work on the Island again, and I knew that was true. It's a small world on Kauai.

I feel compelled to add that my hair is naturally blond, and the sun had bleached it even more since my job was at the beach. See, he still gets to me, after all these years.

I edited and added more details as it all started coming back to me.

Hey, at the time, after our meal was comped (probably a $500 tab today) AND we got another fancy meal the next night, I felt like the fucker did me a favor! Oh! The manager gave us another bottle of the Champagne we had ordered "to go." The nicer the manager was to me, the more I cried, kindness after hell was just too much for me right then.

I was a waitress all through High School and College, so I am normally a hell of a tipper. I left him 1 penny.

By the way, when the manager, who was quite distraught at my t.ears, and my apologies for them, told the cashier to bring us another bottle of the wine we had with dinner, he had no idea. I saw him blanch when the bottle of Dom appeared. I think he figured we had gone for a house red. He still presented it, with kind apologies and the future comp, with a (somewhat weak) smile. I think he was shocked at the total tab as well. We ordered the exact same meal the second night, but switched main courses.