Pardon my sexism but it’s mostly women waitpersons. Restaurant Waitresses who speak in a high pitch and sometimes shrill nasal tone. Speaking as if a pre-school teacher speaking to three or four-year olds.
“Now boys and girls, listen to Miss Susan. Is everybody ready to order their yummy lunch? Oh how cute! I love your pink tennies with Minnie Mouse on them. Did your mommy buy them for you?”
And I’m thinking do all women wait people come from the same shrill speaking linguistic waiter school? Often talking like Fred Flintstone’s yakking wife. The reason I say this is there are a bunch of them out there working in restaurants. And mostly here in Oklahoma. However they might exist in other parts of the country. But this last time at a local Mexican restaurant we came across the most animated of all the shrill talkers. Animated voice with exaggerated facial expressions to boot.
“Oh, the two of you look so darling in your matching shorts and top. Did you get them from Penny’s? Or did your mommy order them from Amazon?”
All my wife and I can do is roll our eyes at each other and hope we get the right order.
I certainly must say it took a lot of self-control on our part to keep from laughing.
“Hey you guys, how about a glass of milk with vanilla cookies? Wouldn’t that be really scrumchy? Maybe a few raisins on the side. What do you think kids?”
Just get my order here quickly and let us get out of here before I laugh myself silly. Do you know what I mean? By the way, these cartoonish like waitresses would fit in quite well with Mr. Rogers Neighborhood.
“Come on kids. Finish everything on your plate. Can’t leave until all is cleaned off your ‘Cookie Monster’ plate.”