As someone that worked in hospitality for years, I can tell you we don’t care unless you’re actively trying to make a mess like sticking gum to the table or throwing food on the carpet. In fact I’d rather just clean the table without speaking to you but I’ve got the tism too.
This. I didn’t work in hospitality for very long, and I wasn’t the most gracious or understanding undiagnosed autistic person out there, and even I didn’t really give a shit.
Side note: As a bus boy at a very fancy restaurant, I had a little “crumber” for scraping up crumbs, and I didn’t, like, want to marry the crumbs, but, the way the crumber glided across the white cotton tablecloth, which had that soft but firm feel that you can only achieve after a thousand washings…
Let’s just say, you can put up with a lot of shit when you know you got that glide in your future.
As someone that worked in hospitality for years, I can tell you we don’t care unless you’re actively trying to make a mess like sticking gum to the table or throwing food on the carpet. In fact I’d rather just clean the table without speaking to you but I’ve got the tism too.
This. I didn’t work in hospitality for very long, and I wasn’t the most gracious or understanding undiagnosed autistic person out there, and even I didn’t really give a shit.
Side note: As a bus boy at a very fancy restaurant, I had a little “crumber” for scraping up crumbs, and I didn’t, like, want to marry the crumbs, but, the way the crumber glided across the white cotton tablecloth, which had that soft but firm feel that you can only achieve after a thousand washings…
Let’s just say, you can put up with a lot of shit when you know you got that glide in your future.