Re: THE TRUE STORY

I firmly belive this version!

On Mon, 23 Jun 2003 03:07:48 -0600, El Whappo wrote:

> I was there and I'll tell you exactly what actually happened.
>
> I was sitting at the bar waiting for a table, the place was packed, and
> MB (who wrote the original) walked in. He was with a girl who was a bit
> overweight and four friends. I ask the owner of the restaurant as well
> as an ok club in town, is a friend of mine and whispers over to me "Oh,
> I always forget this guys name and he's always so nice to me." The
> Barmaid, beautiful young girl, says "He's cocky and he only leaves a 5%
> tip and he acts bigger then he is." and the bartender said "oh shoo,
> he's a customer, we have to be nice to all of them."
>
> Anyway MB did come in about five minutes before 12 and his table is
> ready except for a few half full water glasses still on it (as well as a
> couple unused salad forks). The place is packed, and their table (I
> don't know if it was table 11 or not) is off to the side of the center
> (definitely not the best table in the place, but close enough to the
> bathroom and can see the people in the center of the place). MB asks if
> his table is ready, and he's trying to act important, but it doesn't
> show through his inexpensive attire and nervous demeanor. The Hostess
> tells him that she's sorry but they are very busy, but if he could wait
> a minute they would prepare it. MB sheepishly says "No problem" but the
> overweight girl glares at him really angrily and says "I don't care how
> busy they are, my feet hurt, they should have had our table ready." "I
> know dear." he said compliantly to her. She continued to complain and
> he kept taking her complaints as if he was used to it.
>
> Then the Starter came in. He went up to the hostess and said "I'm sorry
> we're late, we had a reservation for 11:30 but we got tied up. I know
> you guys are packed but is there any way you could fit us in?"
>
> The Hostess asked his name and said "I'm sorry we are really packed
> today, if I had a space I'd help you, but we are just too packed, I'm
> sorry."
>
> At which point a guy at the bar said "HEY! MR. BASKETBALL!!!!" and waved
> to him. He waved and grinned at the person.
>
> MB was obviously nervous when this group of black people came in and
> stood next to him, but after hearing he was a basket ball player he
> looked up at the guy and gave a big smile and nod. He was still
> obviously nervous.
>
> His wife/girlfriend I'm not sure, pointed to the table which was being
> cleared and nicely asked the hostess "what about that table?"
>
> "That is being cleared now for these people."
>
> The owner came up, not wanting to offend any customers, let alone this
> celebrity and said "Oh, its great that you chose to dine here, I'll tell
> you what, how about if I give you drinks on the house in case an opening
> comes up soon?"
>
> MB butted in trying to get the attention of the owner and said "Hi Don.
> How are you."
>
> The owner confused at the interruption smiled to MB and said "Hi." and
> then back to Mr. NBA and said "How would that be?"
>
> The NBA star said "Thanks but we are really hungry we'll find someplace.
> Now that I see how packed it is here I'm going to have to come back
> sometime and try the food. Thanks for your help." and left.
>
> The hostess came to get MB and his group to their table. His
> wife/girlfriend said "About Time!" (it was only like a five minute wait
> for some excellent food) and they started to go off.
>
> MB turned to the owner and said "Oh if that guy was giving you trouble
> you should have told me, I would have taken him out in the parking lot
> and taught him a thing or two." a couple guys at the bar who overheard
> MB talk big started laughing when they saw him vs. the built NBA star
> who was just in.
>
> "No problem sir, enjoy your meal." said the owner
>
> "Get over here! I'm hungry stop wasting time!" said MBs wife.
>
> "Sorry dear." said MB and walked awkwardly to the table.
>
>
> AND THAT my friends is how it really happened. (of course I left out
> the part about him smiling at me when we were both at the Urinal at the
> same time, but that I'd rather keep to myself.)
>
> "The Magnificent Bastard!" <(E-Mail Removed)>
> wrote in message news:(E-Mail Removed)...
>> I had brunch/lunch reservations at this hot little restaurant today.
>> The guy who owns the place is a friend of mine, he owns a couple other
>> restaurants and a nice club in town too. So anyway, I called last week
>> and got a reservation for today at Noon. Whenever I go to this place,
>> they always reserve one of the large tables in the main dining room for
>> me....partly because I'm friends with the owner, partly because I treat
>> the staff well (leave big tips).
>>
>> So anyway I get there right at Noon and say hello to the owner. He
>> tells the hostess to seat us at table 11, which is one of the larger
>> tables in the center of the dining room (I'm with 5 other people).
>> Before we start to head to our table, I see someone I know and we chat
>> for a couple minutes. Whilst my chat is going on, an NBA player
>> (starter, but not all that good, really) comes in with his posse and a
>> couple of chicks. Apparently he had a reservation at 11 AM.......so he
>> was a little over an hour late and showed up with 8 people when his
>> reservation was for 5 people. He's being sort of loud, acting really
>> cocky when they tell him he might have to wait a bit as they try to
>> find a table to accomodate his party...they are really going out of
>> their way for him because the place is packed. He starts in about how
>> they need to find him a table right now, he's not waiting, I'm an NBA
>> player, blah, blah, blah. So he spots the table that has been reserved
>> for me, points at it and says "Yo, I'll take that table. Just pull up
>> a couple extra chairs". The hostess tells him that the table is
>> reserved and that she is about to seat the people it is reserved for.
>> He pulls out a $100 and says "Yo, I said gimme that table, now lets do
>> this".
>>
>> The owner sees what is going on and offers to buy Mr. NBA and his crew
>> a drink in the bar while they wait. Mr. NBA is having none of it,
>> saying that he should be seated immediately. The owner again explains
>> that the table is reserved....at which point we walk directly past them
>> with the hostess. Mr. NBA gets all upset and starts demanding that he
>> be seated. As I walk past him, I smile at him and say "Hi, how ya
>> doin'?". He gets enraged and demands to know who I am. I tell him I'm
>> the guy who is going to be seated at the open table. One of his posse
>> steps in front of us and tells me I better show some respect. I offer
>> to discuss the matter further out in the parking lot if he so desires.
>> At this point the owner pulled Mr. NBA to the side and told him if he
>> didn't leave immediately, he was going to call the police. After a few
>> mumbled curses, Mr. NBA and his posse leave.
>>
>> BTW, lunch was excellent....
>>
>> --
>> Copyright © Magnificent Bastard Productions 2003. All rights reserved.
>>
>> http://www.magnificentbastardproductions.com/


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A Los Angelino stuck in Albuquerque.
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