I'm the person that says thank you to wait staff when they pour water for someone else sitting at the table

My mom drilled manners into my head when I was little, so now it's second nature for me to say please, thank you, I'm sorry, etc. She had rhymes and songs for all rules of etiquette, and they haunt me to this day.

I had good sashimi today. I realize this is an unpopular opinion, but I feel like too much rice ruins sushi, so I tend to avoid rolls. Give me some salmon sashimi, some soy sauce, and some spicy mayo, and I'm good to go.

I also went to a Mexican restaurant last night where you ordered through your phone, and they'd bring the food to your table. The future is bright, my friends. Pretty soon, we won't have to talk to each other at all, and I'm here for it.

I was at a festival today, and there was a reptile/snake handler there who brought some boas. He also had a guinea pig with him. It was hot out, and the poor thing was huddled in the corner of the cage, alone. I wish I would have thought to ask the dude how much he wanted for it. I have a huge soft spot for animals and have owned a number of them. I would have paid a good amount to rescue the piggo. Small mammals, heat, and stress aren't a good combination.

Anyway, my head hurts, so you'll have to excuse me for not being on my A-game. Send me a chat, especially if you have any headache remedies. (No, your dick is not going to make my head feel any better, so put that card back in the deck.)

EDIT: Title gore, man. It should be "the person who says", not "the person that says". But we can't edit titles, so I must live with my mistake.