Diamond Dave's Taco Co

Hung here with my parents before I had to leave town to catch my flight back to We-Know-How-To-Make-A-Simple-Martini-Portland, OR.
Really lady? Is it my fault you dropped out of high school, or middle school? Is it my fault nobody has tipped you today? I have a hint for you. Maybe nobody tipped you because your unhappiness has boiled all over your face. Your rude attitude and your sorry excuse for "waiting on" people are reason enough you should be relieved of your duties. It appears you can not climb the corporate ladder, hell, you can't even grab the bottom rung with the help of a step stool!
Oh, and tell your sorry excuse of a "bar tender" to look up how to make a drink next time instead of just winging it. Because when I ordered a simple dirty vodka martini, it certainly doesn't mean putting a shot of vodka in a dirty ass martini glass. The shape of the glass does not constitute what the drink is. Perhaps someone should buy you one of those shitty drink posters that tells you step by step how to make simple drinks that are commonly ordered.
Oh, and hey, usually martinis have olives in them. No, not black ones. Green ones, you drop out.