I very much dislike serving Germans. I'm like 0 for 77 on getting a tip from a German customer.
On the opposite end of the spectrum, I love everyone from the UK. Wiz and his countrymen are officially my favorite people in the world. I ended up bs'ing with 2 different British couples today. The first was from Newcastle. Once I told them I supported NUFC, they made me write down my address and promised to send me a surprise gift once they get home. They also told me that Newcastle Brown Ale goes by "wife beater" in Geordie land. The second couple was from a town around Liverpool, but the man was a Man U fan. We talked for a while then he and his wife insisted that if I ever want to go over to England that I should crash at their place and he'd take me to Old Trafford.
How is it 10:30? I woke up at a grownup hour with the intentions of doing a full day's work before the Phils game at 1. I've done like 15 minutes of work. I suck at real life.