Whine and Dine

i'm in a restaurant not feeling too rested. the waitress slams down a plate in front of me making my cutlery jump in surprise. i have no idea why, but she is being a total bitch to me. she gives me nothing but black looks and contempt. well... and the food i order. i ask for the bill and she narrows her eyes and spins her heels. i must have done something.

‘enjoy the rest of your day,’ she says as she hands the bill over.
‘ok,’ i say, like it was an order or something.