I'm the server I am today because of this man and just adds one more thing to what I'm eternally grateful for. On his last day I gave him a blinged out turban with his nickname on it and a shirt with pork on it. (touche') He wore both out the front door of the restaurant when he left.
I purposely didn't work the last day he worked...I would have cried.
My daughter worked though and shot this video of his last speech to us all.
I know now what I have to sell... my self and all which makes me a good server. I've learned how to let guests experience joy, thanks to Damir.
Til next time...COTTON