The floor of the Greek restaurant was strewn with broken pieces of porcelain dishes. I stepped carefully so as to avoid stepping on them. Why didn’t they clean this place? I wondered. I have witnessed similar mishaps in other restaurants. But, the hotel staff were quick to clean up the evidence immediately. So, it was surprising to see the floor covered with leftover from an earlier unfortunate incident.
I seated myself at a table while watching the live band at work and also three women dancing near the band. I presumed them to be performers. But two of them turned out to be the diners. As soon as the song ended, these two women returned back to their table. In between the song, there was a distinct sound of another dish crashing on the floor.
This is silly as there were evidently a lot of waiters in the restaurant where were either careless or possessed slippery fingers. Yet, I was only one who seemed disturbed by this fact. All the people at the other tables were unperturbed. So I looked towards the direction from which the sound originated. There were no waiters serving in that section. Also, the section was near the entrance.
When the noise of another dish hitting the floor was repeated after a few minutes, I could not contain my curiosity anymore. I waved at one of the waiters and asked him the reason when he came over to my table. “For good luck!”, replied the waiter. The answer calmed me down. There was a guy at the entrance who was throwing the dish at intervals and also inviting the passersby to come in.
I spent a little over an hour at the restaurant. It was easy to identify the pattern behind the dish throwing. It coincided with a lady stepping into the restaurant. More than good luck, it was an effective way to signal the men inside to turn around and check out the lady. Men will be men; always helping the brethren!
At least 5 dishes were broken in one hour. But, where is the money for these dishes coming from? Is it charged as part of the menu? Are these dishes so cheap?