Who's that at table 42? Oh Jesus, it's that old bitch that always orders coffee and eggs-- EVEN THOUGH WE STOP SERVING BREAKFAST AT 10. Yet she somehow always gets it, because she bitches. I hate crotchety old people.
The biggest problem with crotchety old people is that they don't give a shit about looking like a dick. If they're pissed, you know it, and they're damn well going to yell about it! They're never comfortable, the food is never hot enough and the restaurant is always too damn cold! They tell you that they can't remember the last time they got good service, yet here they are, bothering you. Fuckers.
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