I was at a quiet restaurant, sitting across from a man I had met online. He was well-dressed, well-mannered, and said all the right things. On the surface, everything seemed perfect. When the coffee I ordered finally arrived, he insisted on bringing it to me himself.
“Let me,” he smiled, “you deserve to be treated right.”
But just as he reached the table with the cup in hand, a waitress appeared out of nowhere—and spilled the entire coffee all over the table. It was shocking and messy. The man jumped back, visibly angry, muttering under his breath about how “unprofessional” she was. His charm faded in an instant. He paid the bill in a hurry, tossed a few coins as a tip, and stormed toward the door.
