The Blatant Disrespect

The fishing trip was really cool, though grueling. More on that later. In the meantime, a little social commentary.
I really get ticked off at people who talk about hwo th world’s going to hell in a handbasket because of the current generation. Like cats wasn’t messin’ up back in the day, right? But yanno, sometimes stuff happens that I don’t think would have gone down in teh olden days.
And those things make me say it again–we must convene a meeting of the G-Code Committee.
So me and the girlfriend went to breakfast on Saturday morning. The establishment was the Old Pancake House in downtown Charlotte. I feel it necessary to include this information in case you go to the place.
So we’re there, eating and all that stuff. We wound up being there for a while because one of the girlfriend’s buddies was coming to meet us and chill for a second. So I’m at the table sippin’ coffee while she finishes her omelet. Her friend shows up and joins us, and we’re all having a hunky dory time.
So now, I ask the waiter to come bring me some more coffee. Should I have had to ask for that? Of course not. But since this clown was pretty dreadful all day long–one of those cats that does his job without actually talking and asking questions– I was just happy he came over.
Buddy came over, and I pushed my cup to the edge of the table to make things easier on him. But for some reason, the dude was about to pour coffee on the middle of the table. I couldn’t figure out how in the world he could have missed the cup that badly.
Then he told me.
“I’m sorry, I was too busy looking at her.”
Now, I figure he must have been talking about the late arriving friend. After all, I’d been sitting there for almost an hour with the girlfriend. He had to know I was with her. So, he must have been looking at the other girl, right?
Wrong.
That, friends, is what we call The Blatant Disrespect, a special variety of G-Code violation. This nigga been listenin’ to too many Joe records.
By the time I realized this, nigga was gone. In retrospect, I shouldn’t have paid for the food.
When the hell did niggaz start thinkin, “my bad, I was too busy lookin at your girl,” was an acceptable thing to say AT WORK? AT WORK? Did this nigga go to the Morris Day “I Got to Be Cooler Than this Cat You’re Sittin’ With” School of Pimpin’? This nigga’s hair wasn’t as pretty as Morris’. He can’t do that. And he don’t look like he could do The Bird.
Fellas, what would you have done in that situation? I dropped the ball because it never dawned on me that was what he was gettin’ at.
Stuff like that happens, and you wonder why cats pack weapons. In ’68, he’d have got cut like deli meat.
And I’m not even the jealous type. In fact, I wouldn’t mind too much if he pulled that and I wasn’t around. She can handle such a situation as she sees fit. But in my grill? When you work on tips?
Shoulda told on him to his manager.
So yeah, if you see a wrinkly cat working at the Old Pancake House, ask for another waiter. On top of being a bad waiter, he has no respect for The G-Code.
I should have asked if he has a cousin named Rasheed.

19 thoughts on “The Blatant Disrespect”

  1. If only I was genius enough to mesh Morris Day and Joe into the story.
    Second, to make a comment like that on top of bullsh*t service is ridiculous. I guess that glance was worth the money he lost in tips.
    Third, good stuff on not beating the dude’s ass in front of his co-workers. It’s already bad enough he has to use “Sure, I can bring you some more syrup” as a pickup line.

  2. mikejones-thekid

    Dont get me wrong, Im by no means the cat who tricks and goes nuts over dudes starin at his girl. But i wouldve addressed that shit! Its one thing for the nigga to casully look, but for him to say some shit, he’s basically saying [and not that this is at all true] “fuck you nigga, you aint gone say shit, i look betta than you, and if worst comes to worst i could whoop yo ass!”. Because if a nigga is that disrespectful, he’s also one of thsoe throw down anywhere type of niggaz. But still maybe im young, but that shit couldnt ride.

  3. Good thing you didn’t tell on him to his manager. You can’t pull a Kobe. Two G-Code wrongs don’t make a right.
    It was up to you and you alone to handle that shit. And like you said, you dropped the ball. It could be argued that that in and of itself is a G-Code violation.
    ‘Tis a sad day in Man Land.

  4. Well, speaking as a girl (and I know that I am NOT a part of the G-code discussion), I would have tapped the girlfriend and showed her the dude. It’s a simple as, “This dude has been looking at you to the point he almost wasted coffee on both of us. Would you look once at him if he weren’t waiting on us? Good. Then you tell him that the service was awful and he won’t be getting a tip.” And leave it at that. Apparently, he wasn’t paying any attention to you and your girl could have made the point and he would have gotten it. Not to mention that she and her girlfriend would have gotten up and laughed in his face. Blatent disrespect to you is one thing, but getting the hot chick you are staring at to laugh at you and embarass you on your job–that flips the script and transfers it all to him. You walk away pleased AND with the object of his attraction!

  5. Speaking as a waiter…and a dude.
    You cannot do that.
    I have waited tables from sea to shining sea, and tended bar on top of that.
    No glance at a fine woman WHO IS SITTING WITH HER DUDE is worth messin up your money.
    clearly dude aint no real waiter, as his service and his commentary attest.
    In a safer world, a pimp slap would be warranted…
    but you a star now man, gotta shake them hatas off.
    I cannot believe I friggin said that.

  6. I like Stephanie’s idea.
    I’ve been in the situation, and I usually just laugh at the dude cause my lady would want nothing to do with him. No sense in fretting about being “disrespected” by a loser. That’s just me, though.

  7. You know. This has happened before and I just thought it was me. Not the exact situation but similar. I’ll be walkng with my homeboy in the store or Target or whatever and some dude will eyeball me, smile and says what’s up. Then dude will pause and wait for a response. What the hell is that?! Now clearly it’s not that serious because I am just with my friend….but homey don’t know that. I know it’s happened to my other girlfriends because I asked them. It just seemed to me that you should show some respect to any dude when he is with a girl because you don’t know who he is to her.
    I just don’t get it. Am I wrong? Is it just a free for all now?

  8. Big Pimpin,
    I wouldn’t take the blasphemy of the Code too hard. One must take the path of wide receiver at times and some cats will try- even if done lamely- to intercept what is rightfully yours. He made a lame attempt and you gallantly kept possesion and (knowing you) one the game. It happens. One thing to always keep in mind though is to protect the ball at all times. Anything worth having kats will test. Comes with the territory. The key is to let there be no doubt that Big Daddy is up in here, up in here.
    Now in regards to thirsty rasheed….oh boy! Some kats have a different take in regards to the G. Some kats will take the Billy D route and others will try and gorilla pimp. As we have discussed before, money, power and crazy only respect mo’money, mo’power and mo’crazy.
    I have had a scenario where I crossed paths with a sister and she mentioned that she used to be an acquiantance of one of my buddy’s who I frequently ran with during my early years in school. Out of respect of the G-Code I mentioned to him that I bumped into her and asked if there were any feelings. Now granted,I was going to do what I was going to do anyway, but out of respect for the Code I brought it to his attention. He gave the green light and I enjoyed the lady’s company on and off for quite a while. No harm no foul.
    I have also had a situation where I ran across a sister who was giving me rythm and due to circumstance(She posed a question while I was on a discussion panel in my profession) and I was unable rap to her the way I really wanted to rap to her. Through the grapevine I found out I knew her ex and even though it was a last resort and we weren’t boys – just acquiantances, I asked him the deal and the dude got steamed. Now, me being the man that I am I still reached out and touched her(and kept touching her for quite some time), but the dude was salty from then on even though he gave me her contact info(and this is a Big 6’3-265, ashy, throw back nigga).
    My point is where there is a will there is a way. Some chicks like when a man is forward and willing to do what it takes to check up on it. Some dudes are sloppily out of bounds- and these kats must be put IMMEDIATELY IN CHECK. Always take inventory and make sure you are holding it down for the home team so that when and if a kat -does come sideways- you quickly give that ass a strait’nen. Nothing too extreme, but deal with it directly in no uncertain terms. When you feel your nutts in the moment you won’t have to check for’em later on.
    First rule of the G-Code # 1-Don’t let shit slide. If they get out of pocket, quickly put that ass in check. Violence is not the answer, but let it be known that you ride the G-Code.
    I got 99 problems, but a bitch aint one.
    D-Nunn

  9. All this “You’re the bigger man, let it roll” talk is bullshit. It’s not as though the 2 approaches are exclusive of one another. Yeah, of course you laugh it off and feel good knowing you won from the word go. Naturally.
    BUT, you also go to his manager and throw the biggest fit you possibly can. Even better, if the girl can cry on demand, have her doing that when the manager gets there. Humiliating someone is much more effective than talking shit to them or threats of violence anyway, so make the waiter stand there like a bitch while the manager scolds him and apologizes to you. The pain from that will last him a lot longer than getting shorted on a tip.

  10. Left Coast Vic

    Why did a similar thing kinda sorta happen to me today? The problem with these situations is that by the time you realize what the hell had happened, the ass whipping window of opportunity close. You couldnt really do shit without looking like the ass.
    But things did turn out for the better though. It would have really sucked to have been dissed and caught a hot pot of coffee to the face (punishable by death in all G-Code jurisdicitons).

  11. Not right. Just not right.
    I wouldn’t have paid for that meal. No doubt about it. The manager should’ve been made aware and well…just wow.
    That said, I do find your explanation far funnier than it ever would’ve happened.

  12. The situation was obviously unacceptable. First of all, the dude was working so it’s not like it was appropriate from that stand point whatsoever, and second of all he was blatantly disrespecting you and your girlfriend.
    I don’t agree with the “he shouldn’t be staring at your woman” thing because a) women are not property of men and b) men should not be so insecure as to be upset when someone is staring at your girlfriend. It’s no reason to start a fight over. I can understand if he is provoking your girlfriend and she becomes uncomfortable, in which case you have to stand up for her. But, if it’s just a stare or a glance, you have to let that burn. Life is too short and those insecurities need to be left behind.
    In this case that you spoke of, I think the best thing to do would have been to talk to the manager on your way out and just tell him/her that you and your girlfriend (and ask her if she felt disrespected/uncomfortable before you start speaking for her) were treated unprofessionally by the waiter and leave it at that. If the manager starts asking questions about the situation then give him/her the answers, but if the manager is a good person they will know how to take care of it from there. I don’t agree with making him look like a fool, because then ultimately both of you just look like fools and your girlfriend is caught in the middle of an embarassing situation.
    The best advice is to be mature and professional.
    Obviously, every situation like this is different. But I think women would be more impressed by your maturity then by your tough-talk or your attempts at humiliation. A waiter as disrespectful and unprofessional as the one you had shouldn’t even be dignified by a response.
    It’s always important to remember to be the bigger man.
    Your waiter was definitely out of line, but two wrongs wouldn’t have made a right and they never do. And an ass-whooping could also lead to a number of situations that could put both your girlfriend and yourself in harm’s way if y’all were to cross paths again in the future, and that’s not fair, especially to your girlfriend, You have to be smarter than violence.
    P.S. I think some people posting comments need to ease-up on the whole “my woman!” thing – it’s 2006 people. Y’all don’t own your women and they shouldn’t be treated like that anyhow.

  13. Fred Batiste, A Weapon of Mass Destruction

    Normally, I would advocate knocking the shit out of the dude for wreckless eyeballin’..but Baba..you and I both know time mellows a brotha…
    You don’t want to catch an assault charge because some two-bit waiter lamely hits on your girl with his thirsty ass. A dude that thirsty, you should’ve given him two bucks and told him to go buy a pack of Gatorade for him to mix and quench his deep down booty thurst…

  14. Fred wrote:
    A dude that thirsty, you should’ve given him two bucks and told him to go buy a pack of Gatorade for him to mix and quench his deep down booty thurst…
    Rex:
    OR, you should have given him a roll of quarters to go down to the local “video peep show” arcade.

  15. How do you say, “I spilled coffee all over the table and on you because I was looking at your girl?!”
    I would have forgot to sign my credit card statement “because I was too busy doodling on the napkin.”

  16. Hey, man, the real problem is your awareness. You were not in the moment, and you’ve got to be IN THE MOMENT at all times. That’s why you didnt’ realize what was going on because his body language would’ve given everything away. Basically, you got caught with your hands down.
    So, feel that pain, man, and stay with it… and FOCUS. A winner gets back up and fights, and I can tell you want to win.
    Ciao

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