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Originally Posted by Peaches
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Second that!
I've heard two great definitions of class that I remember:
"Class is grace under pressure."
My mother said you could always tell whether or not a person had "class" by how they treated people in a service position. I worked exactly *one* night as a bartender then walked over and poured coffee in the coffee shop of the hotel I worked for. That one night gave me an education I've never forgotten. Hence, I'm the nicest, funniest, easiest person in the world to wait on and a big tipper.
The waitress who got the biggest tip was the favorite at one of our locals who stalked up to my husband, looked him up and down and snarled "what the hell do you want NOW?" Loved it, loved it!!!!!
