Oh, Canada. Again

I promise not to make this a habit. Christ knows, there are blogs enough on the interweb that assume the rest of us care about the writers' holiday.

Enough with the travelogues already.

However... this is just such a great gag.

My niece works in a bistro in Montreal and the bistro's lunch trade benefits from local Jewish matriarchs who are, not to put too fine a point on it, of a certain age and a tad picky.
In other words they tend to find reasons to ask for a reduced bill. 
Enter my niece's waiter buddy, who is, mercifully also Jewish, and (a) knows a scam when he sees it and (b) gets away with it 'cause he's a nice Jewish boy. 

"Get's away with it" as in breezing up to a table of the aforementioned scammers and asking: 

"So, ladies! Anything OK here?"

Oi, such a nice boy...