A friend of mine wanted to eat at the Sea Grill at Rock Center today - its restaurant week and there is some new chef there that everyone is making a fuss over. So okay. I hop the subway uptown and get there before she does. The hostess seats me at a table with only two chairs. Waiter comes over and after I ask him for diet coke, I say, "Can I ask you a favor? May I have an paper towel or something to put under my bag before I set it on the floor? I know I sound like a jerk but its a brand new birkin bag." Without batting an eye, he says, "Maam, I completely understand. No problem." Two seconds later he comes back with a huge clean white linen napkin, which he spreads it on the floor next to me. For the bag.
It was very nice of him, but I really did feel like a fool(but a content one).
Of course, two seconds later another woman comes in the restaurant with a birkin bag and and sat down at a table a few feet away from me. She put hers right on the (noncarpeted) floor, without so much a seconds hesitation. In my own defense, let me say that hers looked very well loved, whereas mine is still in the "new car with no scratches yet" phase.
It was very nice of him, but I really did feel like a fool(but a content one).
Of course, two seconds later another woman comes in the restaurant with a birkin bag and and sat down at a table a few feet away from me. She put hers right on the (noncarpeted) floor, without so much a seconds hesitation. In my own defense, let me say that hers looked very well loved, whereas mine is still in the "new car with no scratches yet" phase.