A childhood friend from New Jersey flew to me, he is 38 years old; we have not seen each other for 19 years, on August 29, 2016 we went to the Lviv coffee manufactory on Deribassovskaya Street, ordered green tea with cakes. An order was accepted by an above average height sweet girl, tea and cakes were brought by another short dark-haired girl; everything was delicious, we paid in a basket with a large bill much larger than the bill, we wanted to leave the rest. A friend asked me to wait to thank the waitress, but after the calculation and after she took the basket with the money - she came up to the customers who sat next to us several times - she stopped looking in our direction. A friend came to the cashier - and received a "RASHTA" from the third waiter-a guy in a basket. They left only the required 10% tip after spitting in the face and went for a walk to Primorsky with a sediment in their soul.

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