Originally Posted by
Commie
What was unreal was towards the latter part of dinner, the female diner, who was dolled up to the T, wearing a LV scarf, carrying a Chanel purse, blink blinks to the max. She took out a smallish hardpaper bag that you get from shopping at a relatively higher end store, and proceed to put one of the dinner rolls into the bag. She tried not to make it too obvious, by checking to see if anyone was watching before 'stealing' the bread. Like seriously?
At the restaurants I frequent, the server often brings me a to-go bag of the complimentary house bread when she brings back my credit card slip to sign. But I don't generally treat my servers like dirt.
Some people have a strange cultural affectation to treat "servants" like dirt.