During a super busy lunch rush I was serving a 40-ish guy and his teenage son. As I was setting a salad on their table, the side of ranch fell off the bowl and (in slow motion, of course) all down the leg of my jeans. Embarrassing to say the least. And then the son laughed (at me, not with me) as his father looked on saying nothing. Asshole.

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