I remember pulling into a Waffle House at 3:30am on a cold October night off I-95 in the southern part of South Carolina and ordering a cup of coffee with milk and sugar. Somewhere around Yamasee. The waitress (she was 40, I was 20) said, "If you wanted a cup of cream and sugar, why did you order coffee?" I had bags under my eyes like a young George Soros. Tired. I had no response. I'd been driving for the last 16 hours and just wanted a break from the road. She was White. There was no ill intent. I was way too tired to object to the discourtesy. The waitress immediately saw that and adjusted her attitude. She got my coffee and brought over a thumb-lid milk canister and packets of sugar for me.

Good girl.

It's funny because it's all real footage of feral monkeys fighting each other with their "chacken, watermelm, coonbread an wafflez". Those poor employees hopefully get danger pay.

Living in the south, some of these places are so busy they're filthy because the staff can't clean fast enough. but the food- great diner food and good coffee.