Return of The Fat Girl

Today B discovered that no Simply Thai is safe - no matter which one he dines at, he will likely be served by his most hated waitress, The Fat Girl.

The Fat Girl, as he refers to her, is a chubby, ill-tempered waitress who works at Simply Thai. She would rather spit in your face than bring you a refill on your iced tea. B dislikes her so much that for the past two years we've had to eat at the echoey, hot-box Simply Thai near the mattress store rather than the cushy, Simply Thai with booths.

Today, when B, The Chef and I walked into the hot-box Simply Thai, B spotted the Fat Girl from across the room, and we had to stop him from walking back out again. He reasoned that since she was behind the register, she had finally received that long-deserved demotion and wouldn't be serving us, but 5 minutes after we had sat down, here she comes - all scowling and round.

I thought for certain there was going to be a scene, and we would never be able to eat at Simply Thai again, but surprisingly, B and she were civil toward one another. There were no dramatics, no dirty looks, nothing - just flat customer service and one aloof customer.

Food: 4/5 (even with ill-tempered staff, Simply Thai is one of the best Thai places in Seattle)
Atmosphere: 1/5 (minus 2 points for each awkward moment)
Good times: 5/5 (The Chef always makes everything better)

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