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We suffer so many little indignities at the hands of our fellow citizens that it just becomes the fabric of daily life; the bands of thoughtless meanderers three-wide on a sidewalk as you contort your body to paper-like thinness and try to pass; the chorus of cell-phone chirping twits who crowd lines at coffee shops when texting has been a noiseless alternative to talking into another person's ear for over a decade. Rude or not, we get used to it.
So it's no surprise that bartenders suffer similar infractions of social etiquette from besotted bar patrons and learn to deal with it too. But there is one action I can no longer tolerate: stealing garnishes.
I despise the crop of people who would stick their fingers in the lemons, limes, and cherries making a snack bar of a condiment tray. But it happens so often. There must be some compulsive habit that people have--perhaps an evolutionary instinct from gathering nuts and berries.
It doesn't matter how affluent or cultured the crowd either. Working an upscale party, I was amused as ladies and gentlemen grabbed handfuls of brandied cherries and whole nutmeg and then popped them in their mouth like mints. Whole nutmeg, really? Then I watched as their respective faces twisted and jaws clenched. That was punishment enough for me. But most insidious habit of garnish grazers is to snatch olives.