Originally Posted by powerlifter

I was on a bussiness trip, and was eating at the outback for the very first time. The waiter sat on my coat that was on the chair. (I was in a booth)

I went into a small frenzy asking what was he doing. He just looked stuned as I told him to get up, and get the manager. I then in a calm manner told the manager how I didn't want the help sitting at my table or on my coat.

Originally Posted by Sirecca

Wow, you sound just like my late Grandpa. He had such a temper over the littlest things....