i'm 61 fucking years old...

Last night, Katherine, Shawn, and I went to dinner at Park Chow. As there was a tremendous line, we walked over to the Little Shamrock for a drink. I actually really like the Little Shamrock, and would like it more if the battered old Victorian couches didn't sodomize you with their springs.
Park Chow was seriously packed, this being 8pm on a Friday night, and after throwing down with the hostess, we were escorted upstairs to our table. No sooner did we sit down than a fight broke our 2 tables away. An old drunk man was screaming (yes, screaming) at the staff, all stemming from an apparent unwiped table. The best thing about drunk people fighting is the stupid shit they say in the heat of the moment. My favorites:
"I'm going to throw you out on your ear!"
"Wipe the fucking table, bitch!"
And, "I'm 61 fucking years old", which K, S, and I repeated all night long.
Mr. 61 fucking years old was escorted out by the burly kitchen staff, although it took our waitress some time to recover, and I can't say I blame her. She kept wandering around, forgetting our orders, and finally just stood at our table and vented. As is my motto, if you don't have something nice to say, come sit by me. I'll take gossip in whatever form I can. The entire restaurant witnessed the screaming match, as we were getting the scoop from the horse's mouth. Fabulous.
We left Park Chow, and after discovering that the fudge factory at Ghiradelli Square was open till midnight, we headed down to the wharf in search of dessert. Waiting in line to place my order, I approached the lazy eyed cashier and ordered. Without realizing it, I made the grave faux pas of not specifying if I wanted my ice cream in a cone or "goblet." Drooling, with neither eye aimed at me, the cashier grunted, "What do you want (unintelligible)."
"I'm sorry." I politely reply. "What do I want on it?"
The troll raised her head, focused one eye on me, and as a huge wad of spit escaped her mouth, screamed, "WHAT. DO. YOU. WANT. IT. IN?!?!?!"
A goblet, bitch. I'm 61 fucking years old.