I’ve probably gotten over a 1,000 messages since I started my current job.

999 of them have all been a version of I’d like a table for 3 on Saturday night.

But every so often one stands out.

My favorite was a woman who called to make a reservation.

She started asking about a table, then got distracted.

Then the call went way off the tracks.

The woman begins to yell at the man I can hear in the background. She’s vicious. Fuck you. Fuck this. Don’t be so fucking stupid.

It got worse from there.

And it went on and one.

I listened for about six or seven minutes then hung up.

I didn’t erase it.

I recorded about 2 minutes on my phone, so I could prove it happened.

Then I erased it.

I wish now I’d gotten the number from caller I’d and looked them up in our reservation system.

But alas, I’ll never know who they were.