It broke my heart to see her like that. There she was sitting on the curb outside my favorite BBQ Restaurant. She was really very attractive but when I came upon her she did not look very pretty because she was crying her eyes out.
I tried to console her and, during the consoling, she told me her tale of woe...
Ø She has always loved BBQ.
Ø All her life she had been preparing herself to become a waitress in a BBQ Restaurant.
Ø She worked hard to get her certificate in BBQing from the prestigious BBQ Institute for a Greater America.
Ø She could identify, while blindfolded, all sauces used in any BBQ restaurant in a 100 mile radius.
Ø Today was her big day.
Ø She had put on her most attractive outfit and had come to my favorite BBQ Restaurant to apply for a job as a waitress.
Ø This was going to be the day she launched her BBQ Waitressing Career.
Ø She was rebuffed and she did not come close to being hired.
Ø The manager took one look at her and showed her the door.
I was really intrigued by this point because, as far as I could tell, she seemed to have all the qualifications to make a fine BBQ Waitress.
I asked her why she had been summarily turned away like this and my heart as bleeding for her as she said through her tears, “They said I could not work in their restaurant because I don’t have a Tattoo!”
I immediately understood why she had been rebuffed, I turned away and went inside to get my pulled pork sandwich.
Yes, my waitress did have a Dynamite Tattoo. Actually, she had several.
Would I kid u?
Smartfella
