I went out to eat dinner with six friends tonight.
After the meal we walked outside, but one friend was missing.
I glanced back in the restaurant and he was cleaning our table, stacking plates and cups, collecting all garbage, and tidying up in the best way he could.
When he finished, he walked out and I said, “respect.”
He replied by saying, “I was a server and know how it can be. Some people leave their space as an absolute disaster… I never want to be that person.”
And it was a good reminder that… neither do I.