By Anton Kyrychenko
Today my mom and I went to a restaurant for lunch before
going to the boat from Athens to Crete. When we got the check, the man gave it
to me, even though it would be more logical to give it to my mom. "He's so
relaxed" the man exclaimed. There
was something strange because we didn't get the appetizer we ordered. When we
looked at the bill, everything was written in Greek but we were suspicious because
there were 6 things listed. Our two meals and our orange juice, bread, our
nonexistent appetizer, and a bottle of water that we had sent back unopened. So
my mom told me that since the waiter gave the bill to me and not her, that maybe
he did that on purpose so she wouldn't see it and she said I should try going
to the waiter and tell him about the problems in our bill. I walked up to him
and said "Sir, excuse me. Sir, but we looked at the bill and we didn't get
our feta dish (baked feta with tomatoes and peppers) but it is listed on the bill."
"Oh, oh," he answered with a look that told me that he was surprised
we noticed. I think it was because the bill was in Greek. He was about to leave
and change the check but I stopped him and asked, "What is this?"
"Oh, water," he answered. "But we sent the water back without
opening it," I told him. "Yes, yes, okay, sorry, sorry" and he
left. I came back to the table knowing that they knew they didn't give us the
feta….
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