Hi Every one, I've been "Skulking about" not much time these days. Back in the stone ages when I had my first "real" job, I bussed tables at an upscale all night dinner. One of the waitresses was a recent immigrant from Sweden. late one Saturday night a group of partiers stopped in for breakfast after the clubs. They were rowdy, loud, and obnoxious. Poor Helen got them. Well after an hour or so, they left, they stiffed her for her tip. She stepped out the side door, and let out a stream of words in Swedish, then stepped back in and returned to work. One of the other dinners, a nice older man that was a regular, got up from his chair and went to pay his check. He turned to Helen as he went to leave and said something to her in Swedish. I never knew what she had said, or what his comment to her was, but the laughter from him and the red in her cheeks said it all!