7:00 p.m. – Dinnertime
Last day in Montreal. GL and I went to eat at a fancy-looking Italian restaurant located on Crescent for my final meal. A while after we were seated, a waiter came over to us and said something in French. GL responded in English, telling him that we were not ready to order yet. The waiter looked shocked, then put his hands up and said, “Miss, I was just asking how you’re doing today.” He refused to serve us for the rest of the evening.
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