To the guy bumming for change on the side walk while I was eating the meal served by the stinky server, I am cool with your choice to wear a thong, but please pull up your pants so that underwear choice is not visible to me and anyone else within the vicinity. —Did not want to Smell you, or see that
Two Bitches for the price of one
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To my server at a restaurant on Spring Garden road on Saturday, you work in public in close proximity to the public. Please shower and put on deodorant. You stunk to the high heavens of body odour. I'm not exaggerating when I say that I was actually gagging as you were passing food out over my head.