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Carol Perkins: A (usually) laid back kind of guy

The case of the overly long wait for service in a restaurant, and the worse case of being served chocolate ice cream running down the side to the cone and still, worse, the way the Bowling Green store handled customer service. And how guy handled them. Carol observes: 'The older both of us get the less tolerance we have for baloney. What am I saying? We have never had much tolerance for baloney. The trouble is there is so much of it being served!'
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By Carol Perkins

As most who know him will attest to, Guy is usually a laid back kind of "guy." Only when he has had it "up to here" does he lose his patience. This has happened twice in the last month, which concerns me that he might get stuck this way.

The first occurred on a business trip. He had gone to a chain restaurant for a steak. After being seated and studying the menu, he waited for his server. He waited and waited. He shuffled his menu, hoping to attract attention from one of the many servers he said were "just standing around." After twenty minutes of being ignored, he laid the menu down and walked to the entrance where a friendly hostess asked how his meal was. After all, she evidently thought he had been there long enough to eat. Of course, this lit him like a firecracker.

"I'm sure it would have been a good one, but I was never waited on."

"Oh sir, we're so sorry. Please let us tend to you now."

"I waited twenty minutes, so I don't think I want to sit back down. I'll go across the street where I'm sure they will appreciate my business."

I said, "Guy, surely you didn't say that."

"I could have said more, but I decided I'd made my point."

The servers probably gathered and talked about the rude man who said he didn't get waited on for twenty minutes, doubting his story.

The next event occurred in my presence. We were in Bowling Green, and before going home I love to get "ice cream" at a certain place that boasts about making the food as it is ordered so it is fresh. I ordered my concoction while Guy asked for two scoops of chocolate. Nothing fancy for him! There were two cars ahead of us, so I knew by the time we reached the window he would be antsy. Waiting is not his forte.

Once to the window, the server handed my order to Guy and then handed him his two scoops. Guy looked at me in a childlike way and said, "Look how this is running down the sides."

"Hand it back and tell her you want a new one." It had obviously been dipped two cars back.

"This one is running down the cone; could you give me a new one?" He was nice to the server.

She took the cone and disappeared. In a few minutes, she came back with the same cone, which was by now running down on her hand. She said, "The manager said that all our chocolate melts like this." I couldn't believe any manager told a server to carry a melted ice cream cone back to a window and tell that to a customer.

Instead of asking to see the manager, which I would have done, Guy simply said, "I tell you what; you just keep the ice cream." Off he drove, leaving the girl in the window quite perplexed. I felt sorry for her.

"Guy, you just drove off after paying for that ice cream!" I would never have done that.

"By then I didn't want it."

We later laughed about what the manager had told the poor girl to tell us. She knew that wasn't the truth, and he knew all his chocolate didn't come out of the tubs of ice cream in the frozen display-melted.

The older both of us get the less tolerance we have for baloney. What am I saying? We have never had much tolerance for baloney. The trouble is there is so much of it being served!

(My new book, A Girl Named Connie, is available at Blossoms Florist and Boutique Unique, 507 Happy Valley Road, Glasgow, KY 42141, Phone 270-629-3597; the Edmonton/Metcalfe Chamber of Commerce, 109 E Stockton Street, Edmonton, KY, Phone 270-432-3222; and the Lighthouse Restaurant, 1500 Sulphur Well/Knob Lick Road, Sulphur Well Historic District, KY 42129. Phone 270-629-3597. And Also on Carol Perkins, PO Box 134, Edmonton, KY 42129. Phone 670-432-5756

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