luckilu

It has taken me a while to recover from this evening in order to write a blog. Seriously. You see, Jared and I have our favorite little restaurant in town and they have delicious sushi. Aside from good sushi, they have an amazing waitress named Natalie. The main reason we kept coming back is because of her. For the last 2 to 3 years, Jared and I have enjoyed birthdays, anniversaries, special dinners with friends, etc. all with Natalie as our waitress. She even waited on us the first night we put in an offer on our “dream house” (which later fell through). Natalie’s birthdate is December 23rd, also my mom’s birthday. For over a month, we planned on going to dinner, bringing her a cupcake, and sharing her birthday with her.

So…the 23rd rolled around. We inlisted Adam to join us and headed over to dinner, cupcake in hand and topped with a large red bow. We arrive at the hostest stand and say “party of three, Natalie’s section please” to which we received a not so welcoming reception. Natalie had been fired. “WHAT?! Excused me,” I thought. “Do they know how good of a waitress she is? And it’s the holidays AND it’s her birthday! Let me speak to the manager…”

We almost made a b line to the door until we decided, we kind of still want sushi. So, we ordered from a nice girl named Monica and quickly got to supposed scoop. Apparently, she had been taking a little extra tips from the debit card machines. Oh my. I find the story a bit hard to believe but she did mention she had a family in China she was sending money to. Goodness. Sushi will never be the same again.