Don Golliher

Indianapolis & Tampa

Indy - A fellow waiter had a 12 top in Section G (between train cars) He wanted to carry all the plates, 6 across each arm, and asked me to distribute them to the diners. So I loaded him up and followed him out to the section. It was then that my practical joke side took over. While he was standing there with both arms full of prime rib, I went around behind him, reached under his apron (we wore them short in the 70's), unbuckled his belt and dropped his trousers. Then I just walked away. The laughter in the section was uproarious.

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