So our waitress ninja'd me tonight.
We were at The Bar with The Bar Gang, and I took a sip of my iced tea. Which wouldn't be all that odd had I remembered ordering it, OR remembered its arrival. Now, I don't need to order any more, as Ninja Waitress knows what I want, but normally I at least see it coming. I honestly have no idea how she got it to the table! The US government is surely missing out on her skillz.
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