Good samaritans are harder and harder to find these days. Content has been edited for clarity.
“My husband and I were meeting two other couples for drinks then going to another restaurant for dinner.
For drinks, we went to this popular upstairs bar that was super crowded. We seemed to show up at the same time everyone else was showing up. My friends were already tipsy as they arrived downtown early and downed a few drinks at the neighboring bar before meeting us.
The waitress served us a round of drinks. Her other attempts to serve our table went largely ignored by my party. When my table did want her attention she was often busy with other tables. This was all a matter of bad timing, inebriation, and distractions, no ill intent by either party at this point.
My party was annoyed by the waitress, and the drinks didn’t allow logic or explanation to enter their brains. They said it was the worst service ever, they were leaving, and they weren’t paying. My husband got up and found our waitress and told her to bring separate checks right away.
The waitress put the checks down just as the other two couples were ‘going to the bathroom.’
I asked my husband to just pay for the entire bill, but he said no. He wouldn’t get involved. I didn’t have my wallet. So after we pay for our drinks, we leave to go downstairs to meet our party in the Uber.
Just as we start to drive off my husband realizes that he forgot his credit card upstairs. He had to go back. I whispered, ‘I knew you wouldn’t leave.’ He went back up to pay the rest of the bill.”
