The Water Guy.

I have this little cat and mouse thing going with the water guy at our favorite Chinese restaurant. We call the guy, Ghost Dog, because most of the time he refills your glass without you seeing him. Of course I drink a crazy amount of water, to make him keep coming back to our table. Even if I take a little sip he will come out from where ever he's hiding and top off my glass. This is no lie, my water glass was less than an inch from the top, Ghost Dog no where to be seen, I had just taken a baby sip. He comes out from the kitchen, halfway across the restaurant, passed about 15 tables, heads straight for my glass and fills it, then turned around and headed back into the kitchen, not stopping. How did he know? And he fills the glass so fast, if you blink you will miss it. He whips the glass off the table and whips it right back in the same spot. I watched the water in the glass as he put it down, it didn't move. A true master. He filled my glass at least 10 times. When the waiter put our leftovers in a bag, it blocked his view, he kept coming out from the kitchen to check on my glass but couldn't see it. I just smiled at him from across the restaurant, it must have made him mad. Don't get me wrong here, this man, I hold in high regard. He takes his job very seriously and it's a joy to watch such mastery. A job seemingly so simple he turns into an art. He is more like a mexican zen tea master than the water guy.