On Saturday half the restaurant is booked for a wedding.
The owner, he's optimistic that they'll be done early, "7:30" he tells us. I don't know, but I'm skeptical, most weddings I've seen go a lot later than that.
They've planned to arrive early and so the staff shows up early to set up the party. Then we eat, and the party begins to arrive in drips and drabs.
G, the Nephew and I are serving the dining room open to the general public, we've let the girls handle the wedding.
At 7:30 they still haven't been served their main courses. And by 12:00 midnight they're still there, drinking at the bar with the drunken staff members. There's the bridesmaid (being set up by the Owner with G, she's newly single - 25, and the owner confides "She wanted me...., but I'm married", and one is a little too discreet to observe that she's had enough to drink that she'd take pretty much anyone), from the tone of her remarks one gathers that she's looking hard for some revenge sex. G isn't fussed, he'll take what he can get....
And there's the bride's mother, also single and drunk and fondling G's ass, telling him how single she is and asking when he'll drive her home. G tries to look disinterested, he's not really but there's the feelings of the bridesmaid (a better deal all round) to consider...
12:30 and I'm done, it's been an extra-long day and G and the manager can close, the wedding guests, bridesmaids and mothers are still there waiting for G, for anyone really to get off work and give them a ride home. And while I should stay and help lock up, given the general level of sobriety this isn't a party that will end happy or anytime soon and so I bid them all goodnight and leave.