roytonboy
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Ah Venice.....
Nice little story from a few years ago. I took my girlfriend there for a few days to celebrate her birthday. On the evening of the day itself we found a nice restaurant which had just opened it's doors. As we stepped in the owner asked if we had a reservation and we replied that we hadn't. "I'm sorry" he said "but it's Saturday night and we're fully booked" As we turned to leave he said ,"Err, if you can be finished by nine o'clock, I can fit you in". We were found a table and as more clients arrived I told my girlfriend that I thought he had only let us in because of the way we were dressed. She was wearing a lovely olive and white patterned dress and I a fine wool Italian suit in navy, a subtly striped pale blue shirt and black English brogues (of course!). "No, it's because we were early" she replied. Soon after, another British couple arrived at the door dressed, sadly, as many Brits abroad, both wearing baggy T-shirts, shorts and trainers. As they had no reservation they were quickly shown the the way out. Five minutes later a well dressed Italian family arrived, again with no reservation but, after a little discussion, sure enough, they were found a table. At this point Julie had to concede that the way we were dressed had indeed influenced the owner's change of heart. We had a lovely evening, rounded off by the waitress giving Julie a hug as we left for showing her how to make a 'proper' cup of tea. It shows what just a little effort can achieve.
Nice little story from a few years ago. I took my girlfriend there for a few days to celebrate her birthday. On the evening of the day itself we found a nice restaurant which had just opened it's doors. As we stepped in the owner asked if we had a reservation and we replied that we hadn't. "I'm sorry" he said "but it's Saturday night and we're fully booked" As we turned to leave he said ,"Err, if you can be finished by nine o'clock, I can fit you in". We were found a table and as more clients arrived I told my girlfriend that I thought he had only let us in because of the way we were dressed. She was wearing a lovely olive and white patterned dress and I a fine wool Italian suit in navy, a subtly striped pale blue shirt and black English brogues (of course!). "No, it's because we were early" she replied. Soon after, another British couple arrived at the door dressed, sadly, as many Brits abroad, both wearing baggy T-shirts, shorts and trainers. As they had no reservation they were quickly shown the the way out. Five minutes later a well dressed Italian family arrived, again with no reservation but, after a little discussion, sure enough, they were found a table. At this point Julie had to concede that the way we were dressed had indeed influenced the owner's change of heart. We had a lovely evening, rounded off by the waitress giving Julie a hug as we left for showing her how to make a 'proper' cup of tea. It shows what just a little effort can achieve.
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