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My Arch Nemesis Makes Another Appearance

Admittedly, this has absolutely nothing to do with waiting tables, but I have written about it in the past and I need to follow up on it. Months ago, I wrote a post about my arch enemy, reality television star Reichen Lehmkuhl. He was in the same restaurant I was in just a few days after I had written a bad review of the off-Broadway show he was in. Someone got all offended by the posting so I responded with a Comment on Comments. The defender of Reichen had this to say:

He’s more famous for being admired for his military service and gay rights advocacy, and rise from total poverty, and less of a famewhore, like a waiter who is trying to get people to look at him for…being a waiter and a bitter queen.

Well, yesterday, some pictures were squeezed out on to the Internet of Mr. Gay Rights Advocacy. Although he has proudly served our country, starred in reality television shows, released a single, designed a a jewelry line and wrote a best-selling book, the pictures represent none of these things. Instead he is sporting a full-on erection and posing for a webcam. And I’m the famewhore? I’m not even famous. I will not show the pictures here because they are offensive, degrading, demeaning, demoralizing and shameful. Also, my mom reads this. So click here if you really need to see Reichen’s lehmkuhl. It is NOT safe for work. (I know all you hussy bitches are clicking away so fast that your keyboard is smoking.)

Okay, that’s it. I just had to write this because there were a shitload of Reichen Google searches that came to my blog yesterday and they needed to be acknowledged. Carry on. Carry trays.

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The Bitchy Waiter Makes National Television…Sorta

Last week, I ruffled a feather when I wrote about Reichen Lehmkuhl. You can read the original post here or the follow-up post here. I never intended for the post to become anything more than a brief mention, but when something stirs up controversy, I find it hard to stop bringing it up. A friend told me that when he was watching Reichen’s new reality show on Logo, The A-List, Reichen mentioned a couple of reviews that he were written about his performance in his off-Broadway debut My Big Gay Italian Wedding. As it turns out, one of the reviews he read out loud was the one written by me. And I thought it was pretty cool.

And this concludes my blogging about Reichen Lehmkuhl.

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A Comment on Comments

Every now and then, I like to pull a comment that ruffled some feathers and respond to it. Normally, I let things roll off my back because I am such a calm and easy-going kind of person. My post about Reichen Lekmkuhl really upset one Anonymous person and it was just crying out for a response.

Anonymous said…

I have a Google alert for Reichen and that’s the only way I was led to your sorry blog. He’s more famous for being admired for his military service and gay rights advocacy, and rise from total poverty, and less of a famewhore, like a waiter who is trying to get people to look at him for…being a waiter and a bitter queen. You should read Reichen’s book. You are truly ignorant of this guy. I saw his play and it was hilarious. I look at the good in life. I’m sorry such a good accomplished guy had to be so close to your miserable company.

Ouch, Anonymous. That really hurts my feelings. I have to say Reichen is not more famous for his military service and gay rights advocacy, neither of which I intend to diminish. But let’s be honest. We had never heard of him before he won the fucking reality show, so in truth that is what he is famous for. I called him a famewhore, this is true. Then you tried to insult me by calling me one too. Guess, what. I already admitted that about myself in that same post, so I’m rubber you’re glue. Whatever you say bounces off me and sticks right up your ass. But he is kind of a famewhore, right? Doesn’t he have another reality show just about to start and in all the ads he’s in a bathing suit? If you do a Google image search of Reichen (here, I’ll do it for you), you see a lot of him with his clothes off. I don’t really see him in his military uniform and doing book signings that often. Not that I blame him for posing in his underwear all the time. If I looked like that, I’d be naked all the time too. Hell, I would never buy clothes again. And about his play? Sorry. I didn’t like it. It aimed for the lowest common denominator to get laughs and relied on heavy stereotypes. I read several other reviews that agreed with me. His acting was a bit wooden but I commended the way he looked in his underwear as did almost every other review that was written. And as for you feeling sorry that such a good guy had to be so close to my miserable bitter queen company? Don’t feel bad for Reichen for being in the same restaurant as me. He doesn’t know me. He didn’t know I was there, and I am sure that his evening was not spoiled by the fact that he was in close proximity to me. In fact, I am fairly certain that he was not affected at all. He’ll be fine.

Thanks for the comment, though. I always love when I am able to push a button in someone and make them want to write out a sentence or two to share their thoughts. Thank you for exercising your first amendment right by saying whatever the hell you feel like saying. That’s what I do too. On my blog: The Bitchy Waiter.

Awkwardness With Reichen

I had an awkward moment the other night and I’m not talking about the usual awkward moment I have when I put on my apron and think “what the hell am I doing with my life?” It was a different awkward moment.

I went to eat at a restaurant that is owned by my former employer. I have written about him before and kinda raked him over the coals a little bit when he closed the place I worked and dumped us all with no warning. I won’t say what restaurant I used to work at because that would be totes unprofessional. But I went to his other place to eat because I like the food and sometimes I know someone there who will give me some free shit. As soon as we walked in, we noticed that Reichen Lehmkuhl was having dinner there. Does anyone know who he is? He won the reality show The Amazing Race a few years ago and has parlayed that success into some quasi-level of celebrity. He’s a total fame whore and will do anything for attention if he thinks it will make him a little bit more known. (In other words, exactly like me…) He was doing a play here in New York City recently and I wrote a review about it because it’s one of my many fucking jobs that I have. He was pretty bad in it and I gave the show a pretty shitty review. So there I was a just a few feet away from this man whom I had said was a bad actor but looked really good in his underwear (not unlike me.) He didn’t know who I was and there was no chance he would realize that I was one of the people who had reviewed him so poorly, but it was weird.

The hostess took us to our table and then I saw John, the owner of the restaurant, at the bar. Seriously? Now there were two people in this place who I had totally reamed online? I had heard that the owner knew I had trashed him on my website and here I was just three feet away from him and hoping that someone would give me free food? Awkward. I slid into the booth as quickly as possible so he wouldn’t see me. It would have been very embarrassing to have been asked to leave because my mouth was watering for a chicken chilaquiles and a gingerita. He never saw me. Or if he did, he either didn’t remember me or didn’t give a shit. After a few sips of tequila, I didn’t care anymore either.

Reichen eventually left never knowing of course that his bad reviewer was so close by. I suppose the only way he will ever know is when he sees this posting. You know his ass has a Google alert that tells him whenever his name goes on to the Internet (again, just like me.) But I started to think about my reckless behavior and how immature it is of me to spout off things about people and then just post it on the Internet. Hey, maybe I am being irresponsible. Maybe I’ll grow up and try to really think about what I write. Hey, maybe I’ll dye my hair. Maybe I’ll move somewhere. Maybe I’ll get a car. Maybe I’ll drive so far they’ll all lose track. Maybe I’ll sleep real late. Maybe I’ll lose some weight. Maybe I’ll clear my junk. Maybe I’ll just get drunk on apple wine. Me, I’ll be just fine and dandy.

(Anyone recognize the musical theater reference there?)

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