I thought it was going to be a normal day at work until a stranger mocked me for something I had no control over. When I discovered who the stranger was, I didn’t hold back in calling her out. The best thing about the confrontation was that my father had my back.
I am sure I am not the only person who’s heard that if your partner mistreats service workers, that should be a red flag for your relationship. Their mistreatment is a sign that they look down on people who they feel are beneath them.
A waitress taking an order from customers | Source: Pixabay
I learned this lesson during a recent and unexpected incident. See, I had been working at this restaurant for a year while busy with my Anthropology studies.
I would whip out my books and study between orders and when it was a slow day in the restaurant. Today was a busy day, and I hadn’t yet had a chance to go through my schoolwork, and worried I’d fall behind.
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Juggling a part-time job and school isn’t easy. On that typical late evening, a middle-aged woman in a red dress walked into the establishment. For some reason, I distinctly felt a twinge of nerves.
She exuded an air of entitlement, and her sharp gaze scanned the room critically. Even so, I approached her with my usual courtesy, ready to take her order. “Good evening! I’m Alice. May I take your order, please?” I greeted her warmly with a broad and inviting smile.
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I hoped my positive demeanor would calm her down because standing close to her, I could FEEL her bristling with annoyance. Her eyes narrowed as she looked me up and down, clearly unimpressed.
I instantly cringed physically as if she’d hit me or touched me unexpectedly. “And what is this new look you’re showing off, young lady? Where is your apron?” she snapped.
I felt a familiar tightening in my throat, my stutter threatening to emerge. “M-ma’am, I, I’m…”
Alice taking an order from Donna | Source: Midjourney
She rolled her eyes dramatically, cutting me off. “I can’t HEAR you! Do you speak normal English? God, I’ll fire you straight away when I own this little shack.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I was on the verge of tears as I tried to make sense of her statement. I wondered what she meant by owning the restaurant. I was about to open my mouth to defend myself and the establishment she’d reduced to a “shack,” when something happened.
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Just then, my dad’s voice rang out from behind her. “Oh, you already met each other, perfect!”
Met each other? What was he talking about… What happened next became an absolutely gorgeous and memorable moment because the stranger started stuttering!
“H-h-honey, what do you mean?!” she asked, her previous bravado vanishing.
My dad walked over, smiling warmly. “You still don’t get it? This is my daughter, Alice!” he said, pulling me close for a one-armed hug.
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Her face turned a shade of crimson as she looked back at me, her demeanor shifting from arrogant to flustered in a heartbeat! At that moment, I realized the MOST interesting part of the evening was about to begin!
The thought of crying was long gone as my father’s presence bolstered me. “Please, continue with what you were saying, ma’am. What were you saying you were going to do after you fired me when you own, what did you call it again? Ah yes! This shack?” I asked, grinning widely.
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She stammered, trying to salvage the situation. “Oh, darling, you didn’t get the gist of what I was saying.”
“What were you saying, Donna?” my father asked as he started putting two and two together.
“Well, darling, of course, I was just j-j-joking!”
The woman punctuated the last word with a fake smile that convinced no one!
I raised an eyebrow, mimicking her earlier tone. “Oh, what’s wrong with YOUR English? So you can s-s-stutter and others can’t?”
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My dad stood there, speechless, trying to process the situation.
I took a deep breath and turned to him, my heart pounding. “Dad, I’m sorry, but it seems like your taste in women failed after Mom.”
Donna reached out to him, but he stepped back, his expression hardening. “Please, honey, you have to understand. It was all a misunderstanding,” she pleaded, desperation creeping into her voice.
Donna defending herself while Alice looks on | Source: Midjourney
He shook his head, his disappointment evident. “I simply CAN NOT believe you’d talk like that with my daughter. Moreover, you didn’t know it was her, so that’s how you talk to service people?”
Donna’s eyes widened with desperation as she realized that things were backfiring on her.
I stood opposite my dad with a smug look and arms folded as I listened to their back and forth.
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“No, no, I didn’t MEAN it that way. I just… I was having a bad day!” she exclaimed, sounding exasperated.
“Even a bad day wouldn’t excuse your behavior, Donna. You showed me your true colors,” my father said, his words marked with sadness.
“And those colors aren’t very pretty,” I added, siding with my dad.
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“Please, give me another chance. I promise I’ll do and be better,” Donna begged softly, her voice breaking as all her arrogance went out the door. She never expected to get caught showing her true self.
A part of me felt sorry for her. It was clear from how she was reacting that she loved my dad, but how she treated me said a lot about her character. I wondered how many more people she had abused while they rendered services to her.
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Whether she loved my dad or not didn’t matter if she wasn’t a good person and, as they say, “First impressions last.”
My dad looked at her with a mixture of sadness and resolve. “No, I think it’s best if we part ways. I can’t be with someone who disrespects my daughter and others like that.”
“Goodbye, and enjoy your last meal here, because I don’t think you’ll be welcome back,” I said, feeling a surge of confidence.
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Donna’s face twisted in anger and humiliation as she opened her mouth to say something. But she thought against it before storming out of the restaurant. My dad turned to me, his expression softening. “I’m so sorry, Alice. I had no idea she was like that.”
“It’s okay, Dad. I’m just glad you know now,” I replied, feeling a wave of relief.
We hugged, and the other patrons in the restaurant, who had been quietly watching the scene, began to clap. I felt a surge of pride, knowing I stood up for myself and that my dad had my back. His entitled girlfriend was gone, and my dad and I could move forward without her toxic presence.
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As the evening wound down, the restaurant became quieter. My dad and I sat at one of the tables, sharing a cup of coffee. The confrontation was still fresh in our minds, and we found solace in each other’s company.
“Dad, why did you never tell her about me?” I asked, curiosity getting the better of me.
He sighed, stirring his coffee absentmindedly. “I wanted to, but it never seemed like the right time. I didn’t think she’d react like that.”
A sad father talking to his daughter | Source: Pexels
“Well, now you know,” I said, a hint of bitterness creeping into my voice. “It’s not the first time someone has mocked my stutter, but it hurt more coming from someone you cared about.”
He reached across the table, taking my hand in his. “I’m so proud of you, my angel. You’ve grown into such a strong and resilient young woman.”
His words warmed my heart, and I smiled at him. “Thanks, Dad. It means a lot to hear you say that.”
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“I noticed how heartbroken you were to have to end your relationship. I am sorry, Dad,” I said, reaching out to hug him tightly.
“Thanks, pumpkin,” he smiled. “I did love her. We were together for almost a year, and I thought she was the one until today.”
I was sad for my father but secretly relieved that Donna didn’t become my stepmother. Something told me that my stutter would have been the least of my worries when it came to that rude woman. But luckily, fate played a good hand for me.
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As the evening progressed, we talked about everything and nothing. The restaurant staff, who had seen the earlier drama, gave me nods of approval and supportive smiles. I felt a newfound sense of belonging and acceptance.
A few days later, life at the restaurant returned to normal. The regulars came and went, the kitchen buzzed with activity, and the waitstaff moved swiftly to keep up with the dinner rush. I felt a renewed sense of purpose and confidence in my work.
Happy patrons at a restaurant | Source: Pexels
Later that night, as I was cleaning up, my dad approached me with a thoughtful expression. “I’ve been thinking about what happened with Donna,” he said.
I looked up from wiping down a table. “Yeah?”
“I realized that I’ve been too focused on finding someone new, and I haven’t been paying enough attention to you,” he admitted.
“Dad, it’s okay. I want you to be happy,” I replied, meaning every word.
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He shook his head. “No, it’s not okay. I need to be there for YOU more. You’ve always been there for me, and I want to do the same for you.”
I felt a lump in my throat, touched by his sincerity. “Thanks, Dad. That means a lot.”
We hugged again, and I knew our bond had grown stronger through this experience. The restaurant became more than just a place of work; it was a place of growth, resilience, and family.
A father and his daughter embracing | Source: Pexels
The incident with Donna reminded me that people’s true colors always come out eventually. My dad’s ex-girlfriend learned that lesson the hard way. That mocking others, especially family, has consequences. And for me, it was a sweet victory, knowing I stood up for myself!
New angle of assassination attempt on President Trump from behind
Chaotic new footage of the assassination attempt on former President Donald Trump gives a fresh insight into the moment he was swarmed by Secret Service agents, knocking off his shoes.
The video, filmed from behind the stage and obtained by WBEN, shows Secret Service agents huddling over Trump, shielding him from possible further gunfire, just seconds after his ear was hit by a bullet fired by would-be assassin Thomas Matthew Crooks.
An agent is then seen tossing Trump’s shoes off the stage — with the defiant GOP candidate quickly getting to his feet and calling out, “Let me get my shoes, let me get my shoes.”
The previously unseen angle of the shooting then shows agents trying to escort a disheveled Trump off stage but are briefly stopped when he puts his fist up in the air to assure the crowd he was not killed.
The footage then captures an up-close view of the former president being safeguarded away from the stage, surrounded by a gaggle of Security Services agents, as rallygoers chant “USA!” and applaud before the video ends.
Trump, 78, cleared up why his shoes were off in an interview with The Post on Sunday.
“The agents hit me so hard that my shoes fell off, and my shoes are tight,” Trump said.
The former prez also commended the Secret Service — who have come under much scrutiny since Saturday’s assassination attempt — for their heroic actions.
“They did a fantastic job,” he shared. “It’s surreal for all of us.”
Trump also added he told the agents he wanted to return to the podium and “keep speaking,” but he “just got shot,” so they wouldn’t allow it.
One of the rallygoers positioned in the front row behind Trump when he nearly was killed explained the moments leading up to the recently released video.
“At first, I seen him grab his ear, but then he went down,” said Rich from Angola, NY, told WBEN. “We didn’t notice he was wounded, but then the Secret Service jumped on top of him right away.”
Rich noted that the Secret Service remained very professional during the attempt on Trump’s life and that “they did their jobs exactly the way you would expect them to do it.”
Another New Yorker attending the Pennsylvania rally detailed the mayhem that broke out seconds after the shots were fired.
“We were trying to get closer to the area that [Trump] was, and so therefore, we saw one of the Secret Service men going toward the [stage], so we followed him. And soon after that, we heard that pop, pop, pop, pop. And somebody said, get down,” Joyce Gallagher told the outlet.
“Your brain is trying to process the pop pop, it could be anything, it could be firecrackers. It could be some kind of prank or whatever. But, you know, that’s the point where the surreal comes into play. Immediately, you saw people on the stage ducking, and you also notice people saying, ‘Get down, seriously get down’ and I have never seen people flatten on the ground as far and as fast as I did.”
Crooks, 20, narrowly missed Trump as the presidential hopeful spoke at the rally, grazing the politician’s ear, at his campaign rally in Butler, Pa.
The gunman apparently shimmied up on top of a nearby building, army-crawled into position with a rifle, and squeezed off at least five to seven shots from about 130 yards away at the former president before Security Service snipers killed him.
“They took him out with one shot right between the eyes,” the former president said, praising the snipers.
Trump made an appearance Monday at the GOP convention, two days after he was left bloodied by a sniper’s bullet.
When the 78-year-old former president emerged from the Fiserv Forum in Milwaukee, most of his right ear was wrapped in a bandage.
Trump did not deliver remarks during the appearance.84
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Earlier in the day, he was officially named the Republican nominee for president after being nominated by more than 1,215 GOP delegates.
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