I'm learning the hard way that some regulars do not want to be recognized.
A regular comes to the bar with a date. I say hi and ask her,
"Would you like a chardonnay?"
She looks startled.
"I would like... a chardonnay."
When I return she asks me,
"Did you used to work next door? Is that where I know you from?"
"I've worked here for almost three years. I think you know me from here. I saw you last week."
She gives me a death stare. OOOPS.
The guy she's with says,
"So this is your regular spot?"
Another regular comes in with a first date. I'm not going to screw this up again. I go over and pretend I've never seen him before in my life,
"Hi, how are you? Can I get you something to drink?"
He looks at me like I'm crazy,
"Jess! I'll take my regular martini."
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