This ass belongs to a 60-ish woman who came into our restaurant wearing a tunic over black tights. About thirty minutes into the accidental peep show, our waiter (who had been sending his other server friends through our area to enjoy the view) came over to our table.
"How."
"Man, I don't know what you do here," I replied.
"I mean, do I say, 'Excuse me m'am, but I think your dress is maybe riding up a little in the back.'??? How do I address this tactfully?"
"Sorry, you're asking the wrong person. I just took a picture of it."
"Well, it is funny," he sighed.
At this point, my mom chimed in. "I was awlready enjoyin' the sunset. Now I get to enjoy a full moon, too!"
Yes, mother. There's nothing like staring at the smashed ass of a senior while eating ravioli...
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