She Made Fun of My Limp at the Table and Refused to Tip but Minutes Later My Manager Took Over

Or I had learned to behave as though I were ignoring them, which amounts to the same thing in practice. Someone would glance up from their menu when I crossed the room, their eyes dropping instinctively to the leg and then lifting again with the slightly overcompensating neutrality of a person trying to demonstrate that they were not staring. I let continue reading …