Two customers from the end of this summer…

…at the one (Thai) restaurant I work now, in the college town that I now live in:

1) A (middle-aged) (slightly plump) (quiet but very affable) (middle-aged) (black) woman has this purse that’s full of rows of dots of bright primary colors, so I’m like, “Your purse is so cool, it’s like a Twister board!”, and I immediately start telling her that people could play a game on it with their hands, like “Left pinkie yellow!” and stuff, at which observation she laughs, modestly.

2) A (bleached-blonde) (Asian from Asia) guy is at a table of six people waited on by my one (chubby) (Thai) coworker, and she keeps telling me here and there throughout the duration of the people’s stay how odd his behavior is, and when they leave, I ask her more about it, and she says that the guy’s “narcissistic.”

And, she says it’s because he was like bragging the whole time, like he was saying how he grew up in (Singapore) and he also made sure to point out to everyone that he ordered appetizers for the whole table and would cover it, and he also made some comment in relation to the miso soup that he ordered that the restaurant was trying to do (Japanese) food, and then when the bill with the big table auto-grat came in, he was like, “Eighteen percent?! That is so high…”

And, she said that everything he did, it was all about him and look at him and what he’s doing and look at what he thinks, it’s so important, like, that was his behavior the entire time that he was there.

“Narcissistic,” she was like.