Matt: I think our waitress is like 22 years old.Â
Jon: My name is Jonathan do I get a discount?
crazy waitress (cw): Sorry, the owner isn’t even named Jonathan. He stole it from a restaurant in Burlington.
Jon: Isn’t that illegal?
cw: No, he doesn’t care, he’s Greek.
 —
Jon: Tell us a story.
cw: I once took a baseball bat to a bar, because the owner owed me 700 bucks. It was the Nudie Bar, that was the actual name of it.
Jon: What? Were you a dancer of something (half-joking)
Cw: Shush…. I don’t want the owner to hear…. He might tell my 8 year old son
 —-
Matt: So is the cook the owner or something?
cw: Yeah. He just sleeps in his van out back. We have to go wake him up when there’s customers.
(Bell rings)
cw: I’ll go grab your salads.
(brings salads)
cw: What a jackass… He said I was talking too much to the customers
(Matt has to turn his head, and almost pees himself. Jon’s water comes out his nose onto Matt’s BlackBerry).
—-
Jon: Matt’s mom pays me to be his friend
cw: My mom’s best friend used to pay me to hang out with her son. He had Tourrette’s Syndrome. He tried to slice his wrists with a butter knife.
(Matt seriously pisses himself a little this time)
cw: Thats why I like high school better than elementary school. I had way more friends.