The Worst Waiter in The World

So there's this little restaraunt with pretty decent food really close to where Mus and I live. We go there often for lunch- we get chicken and french fries- Mus eats the chicken, and I eat the french fries, and with a couple of sodas the whole thing costs about $3. Perfect right?

Well, this restaurant has 1 waiter, and he apparently has a giant crush on me, and so when he sees me his alter ego melts away and his inner superhero comes out- Super Horrible Waiter.
The first time I went in there I was by myself, and he spoke in a whisper. This is while a TV, loud music on a stereo, and talking people surround us. I kept asking, "What? What?" until I literally shoved my ear in his face- it was inches from his mouth- to just get the gist of what he was saying.

Since then, even when I come in with Mus, he continues to talk at whisper. He also trips, runs into things, and knocks over food. I decided to try something new the other day- they had the Sweet Links Special Salad. I asked what was in it. He nods nervously and says, "It's special." Mus asks again, this time in a local language "What is in it?" The waiter responds, "Cabbage and dressing." "Are there tomatoes?" I ask. He nods. "Carrots?" he nods. Finally I just order the damn salad- it'll take all day for me to guess every ingredient.

He brings it out to me- and it has fish AND chicken! Fish in a salad! Now as most of you know, but for a fe exceptions, I loathe fish. I look at him and I'm like, "Um, you didn't mention fish..." Not that he mentioned anything, really. It would have been more accurate to say "I didn't mention fish when I was guessing the ingredients." In the end, we got a new, fish-free salad, and gave the othe salad to a friend. But this waiter- he's legendary.

And the funniest thing is, he doesn't do nay of this when Mus goes there alone. He talks normal, walks normal... Apparently, my presence is too unnerving.

Oh and side note on the restaurant- The menu says the name is "Sweet Links" but they had a sign professionally painted for them outside that says "Smeet Links." I'll post a photo later.

Good news on me though- I made my first joke in Twi! And it wasn't too bad. See, while I can say, "Hi how are you? Where are you going?" in Twi, I can't really carry on a conversation and I've never been able to make a joke. But the other day Mus and I were riding in a taxi and we passed an ad that says (and the letters aren't correct but we don't have them in ENglish so bear with me) "Wo yE mEtcho." I aksed Mus what it means ( though I should have known, really) and it meant- "You are a strong manly man." Later that evening, our Taxi stalled out and the driver couldn't start it again. That meant Mus had to go out and push us and while we rolled forward it would start (I don't really understand why, maybe those of you who drive stick would get it). Anyway, Mus went out and rolled the car with me, the driver, and his sister inside. The car started, and Mus hopped inside, panting. I looked over and said, "Wo yE mEtcho" and did the flexing of the muscles that Mus had done earlier. It was a hit.