One telling thing for me when going out on first dates is the ordering process and how the chick treats the waiter/waitress or server when ordering her food. The other bit comes with how she orders her food, and here’s why. I absolutely abhor (hate) people who treat every establishment as if they coined that famous Burger King line “have it your way”. Seriously, if it’s that important you should have probably fixed it at home instead of going out to order someone around to fix it the way you like it. Now don’t get me wrong, ordering your steak with a little pepper and a tad raw is one thing and I don’t mean people who reasonably ask for “no onions” or something like that. What I mean are these people who have a specific way they MUST have a dish prepared and give the waiter hell when it is off by a thing or two.
Let’s up the ante, imagine this person is in line at the local Panera Bread ordering her sandwich to mock the way “mom used to do it” and it is going on 5 minutes as she drills it into the skull of the poor cashier who helplessly tries to cater to her. Can you imagine this person in a relationship with this attitude of entitlement? This is a RED FLAG to get the f-ck out before she thinks you are hers and she can “have you her way”. I love that first meal because it is revealing, as soon as the waiter steps up, I sit back and I play witness to the unfolding. Wise women will hold this back until the post-sex meal, thinking that you are coochie-locked into sticking it out, but pay attention boys, pay close attention. You do not want this woman, if you do then do not act surprised when she assumes the role of Queen of Hearts the same way she did to that poor waiter.
Now many of you may think that the two situations are different and a bitch to a waiter can be a sweetheart to her man. Everything in life is a circle, we reveal our true personalities in the most abstract of ways. For some it may be when they are drunk, others it may be when they are comfortable, for women like this, it is when they are ordering around a complete stranger who they expect to pay and rip-off during tip time… oh wait she isn’t paying, you are. Think about it guys, and tread carefully out there. Observe how that new hawte orders, and separate the fake from the realness. The best women will say “oh I haven’t tried their shrimp here” and will give it a chance, the worst… well the two preceding paragraphs should have clued you in. Avoid these birds like the plague and keep it classy always. Take care.Check out The Dragon's Lexicon.