CAUGHT CANDY-HANDED
An Arizona businessman was entertaining the wife of a wealthy rancher at a fine French restaurant near Scottsdale’s high-end Fifth Avenue district. Throughout the five-course dinner, the woman displayed impeccable manners. However, on the way out she couldn’t resist grabbing a handful of mint candies from the crystal bowl at the cashier’s desk. The ma�tre d’, as was his custom, waited near the door to bid the diners good night. As the woman approached, he extended his upturned fingers, expecting her to place her bejewelled hand there for a farewell kiss. Instead, the embarrassed woman dumped the fistful of candies in his palm. “I’m so sorry,” she mumbled. “I’ll never do it again.” From Gail Dudley, Phoenix, Arizona Highways, June 1992, pg. 52
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