Customer service at Pancakes
We were standing in line waiting to get in to the misnomered Pancakes on the Rocks at Darling Harbour earlier in the week. One of the waiters had come out to get the group sizes of the people waiting and he arrived at this one guy in front of us.
“Table for how many?”
“One please.”
“… One?”
“Yes.”
“… One? … Are you sure??” the waiter said, somewhat shocked.
“Yeah I’m waiting for some friends who I’m meeting up with in an hour, so I’m going to eat first.”
“Oh! So table for how many then.”
“Excuse me?”
“How many friends are coming?”
“No, just me, my friends are not eating.”
“Uh… so…”
“One.”
“Seriously, just one?” The waiter gave him a long, hard stare, shook his head, and then sighed in resignation. “Oh ok… one…” Then he added in an all-too-loud mutter, “Weird!!”
Although a little flustered by this stage, the guy politely inquired, “is there a problem with that?”
“No, no, no problem at all. We’ll stick you up in one of the back rooms.”
I haven’t seen service like that since the now bankrupted Xerts.
8:56pm (GMT +10.00) 
Way to go to the loner in the line. Of course, they’d be wondering why he didn’t just smack that waiter type bloke for all his syrup.