What's Wrong and What's Right.

Last night, we were out to dinner celebrating (because it was Friday AND it was payday - woohoo!), and these completely wrong individuals at the next table stiffed our waiter, a perfectly nice chap named Ian. They just ran out, leaving the last of their pitcher of margaritas and a forty dollar bill, without paying. So wrong.

We were feeling especially wealthy (WOOHOO!), so we wanted to cover it for him, because when that happens to wait staff, did you know that IT COMES OUT OF THEIR CHECK? And he was such a sweetheart, and if you've had the fresh tortillas at this particular establishment, you'd have done the same thing.

No, Ian protested, the people had told him where they were going later (coulda been a smokescreen), so he was going to hunt them down.

Are you sure? asked Erik, because we were there celebrating this fantastic day I'd had at The Scooter Store, and the whole wait staff congratulated me, but they were all going to go find these two. You should have seen seen the solidarity of the team. They were all going after this check.

And that teamwork is what's right.