So I checked into a hotel last night for the next couple of weeks as our corporate apartment was reserved by others before I booked my trip out there.
It's a great location, right in Union Square where there's a ton going on and shopping and restaurants galore. It had been a long day, I wanted to check in, get settled then grab some dinner and call it an early night.
There's a great little Jewish deli right next to my hotel and it was easy enough for me to just go sit at the counter, read a little of my book and have a bite to eat. Dinner ended up being a plate of french fries and two glasses of red wine...what can I say, it's what I wanted.
All was great until the end of my "meal" and I had half of the fries left. The server, who was a very nice, albeit a little timid to be in that industry, middle-aged man, asked if I wanted to wrap them. Now we all know fries that aren't fresh just aren't fries worth havin', plus I don't have a refrigerator in my hotel room. So I let him know I'm all set and the following exchange comes about:
Server: "You sure you don't want to take the rest of those with you?"
Me: "No, no...I'm all set, just heading up to my room."
Server: "Okay...I'll just wrap them...and...give them to someone else?"
Me: .........................................(looking around for who this someone might be, like if he had anyone in mind, or what)..........."uh.....oh.....okay....sh-sure".
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