I made a nice little chunk of change on the patio tonight, but it wasn't without struggle. Around six, a group of four came to dine at Red Rock. Two of them were skinny rednecks with cowboy hats. The other two were fat rodeo bitches with mullets (i.e. a double date). Individually, they couldn't have been older than 20. Sooo...to make a long story short, they each ordered four house salads and four iced teas (yeah...cheap). Their grand total came to $40 (after the cheapest dessert on the menu). My tip? $2! Yes! For less than the price of my tip-out to the kitchen staff, I had the pleasure of serving the finest white trash this side of the Cowboy Hall of Fame.

I hope their truck tipped over on their way back to Incestville.