No Shirts, No Shoes..Oops No Service!

New England summers can be hot, maybe not as hot as Florida, but by the standards of northerners, its hot!  Talking with friends from Connecticut, they report, this past summer season was hotter and more humid than normal.  Tough to say what normal is anymore, the weather worldwide seems to be abnormal.  Whether Florida or Connecticut, hot weather brings a variety of apparel or lack of into the forefront.  Signs appear at every place of business, Shirts and Shoes required.  Other than the shoe part, it isn't really enforced here in the south or perhaps they've just given up on telling people to put clothes on.

 At Fred's News, under our ownership, it was enforced.  In a  "sue happy society", protecting ones' assets was necessary.  During hot weather, some of the younger generation, enjoyed showwing off their assets, much to the dismay of the opposite sex of that same generation, we told them all, "No shirts, no shoes...oops no service!"  One particular incident always comes to mind:  A young female patron of Fred's News, known for her abrasive personality, stopped by hot Sunday afternoon.  As she came into the restaurant, she announced,  "Give me two vanilla milkshakes, make it quick, I'm in a hurry!"  One of our employees, Missy, then replied, "just a moment please, I will be right with you." The young lady, highly agitated and very scantily clad, (just a bikini..itsy, bitsy!) curtly replied, "I haven't got time for your bullshit, just make them!"  Missy, noticing her attire, peeked around the corner of the counter, saw her bare feet and smiled..."Sorry, no shirt, no shoes...oops SWEETHEART...no service!"  This young lady, very pissed off, but loving the attention she was getting, yelled, "just make the G-damn milkshakes and I will be right back."  Fair enough, out the door she ran, grabbed her flip-flops from the car and headed back in.  Missy couldn't resist, pointed to the sign..."Where's the shirt?"  Livid, Ms. Shapely ran back to the vehicle, grabbed the tank top and returned.  "Are you happy now, where are my milkshakes?"  Calmly Missy continued.."Are they both vanilla?"  "What the hell, are you deaf or something, just make them!" screamed the rude one.  Missy made them, took the young lady's money, replying, "have a wonderful afternoon, come back and see us again."  Shapely lady's reply, "Not when your here, bitch!" then kicked the door open so hard, it swung back, knocking the milkshakes from her hands, covering the front of her and the step.  After a few expletives....she returned demanding a towel and new milkshakes.  Missy gave her a bucket of hot water..."CLEAN IT NOW and I am not saying PLEASE.  You want a towel..DO IT!"  And do it she did, Missy made her new milkshakes and told her.."Had you been nicer, I might of given these to you.  Oh yes, don't forget when you come back..No shirt, no shoes....oops no service!"  Gotta love that woman!