I have a part time job giving ghost tours around the U of T campus. Last night I gave one along with the owner of the tour company, Richard, who is 38 or 39 years old. Richard showed me his wallet: He wasn't sure if everyone would be paying separately or if the group would be writing a cheque, so he had gone to the bank earlier that day, and taken out a roll of toonies, two roles of loonies and a bunch of 10 dollar bills. The group ended up paying with a cheque, so Richard was stuck with all kinds of change.
Since Meagan, another tour guide was visiting from Kingston for her sister's high school graduation, Richard and I met up with her, as well as
wowbunnies and her friend Tristan. On the walk to the bar, Richard gave each of us a bar of chocolate. He enjoys giving small gifts to friends for no reason.
At the bar, we are all asked for our IDs. Richard admits that he doesn't actually have an ID, but the host says that it's fine, there's no doubt that he's over the age of 19. So Richard makes a joke about how he's just the old guy hanging around a bunch of kids, and Tristan points out that at least Richard had given us chocolate. Amanda and I point out that him giving us all chocolate makes it even worse.
Our waitress managed to lost the piece of paper with our orders on it. It took over half an hour for her to bring Meagan, who had to catch a train that night, a 'small greek salad.' We were not at all impressed with the service, and as the rest of us were leaving, we didn't leave a good tip, and we also paid her using a $50 roll of toonies.