Rude People

It's rude to call people rude. So, allow me to be a bit unkind for a minute. This past weekend I had the pleasure of eating at The Melting Pot, a very delicious fondue restaurant. It was the day before Valentine's Day, and the place was decked out in red and pink. My friend and I were perusing the menu when our waiter, Tom, walked up.
"Happy Valentine's Day!" he greeted us. Then looking from me to her, he took a step back and asked "Are you two together?"
My immediate reaction was to say "Are you serious?! No, she's just one of my best friends!"
But then when he walked away, after my flushed cheeks started to turn back to normal, I realized how out of line was that question. Since when is it okay for restaurant staff to inquire about guest's personal lives? I began to think how it would even be inappropriate had I been sitting with a man. I'm pretty sure that it's none of their business! (Plus, can I just ask who he thought was the butch one?)
My friend's solution to the problem was proceeding to flirt with Tom for the rest of the night. (that was also fueled by the drinking of our $60 bottle of cakebread cellers sauvignon...) Naturally, she wanted him to know that she was only interested in men. My passive aggressive approach? When he mentioned that he had just had wine at a tasting earlier that night, I snapped, "So THAT'S why you're drunk."
However, I still left him a generous tip because it's not his fault that the world is so jaded and it's not out of the ordinary for two girls to be dating. Just remember that when you assume, you make an ass-out of-u-and-me.