Last night we went out to dinner with some friends and it was a lovely evening of catching up. While waiting for our friends we got a text they were there. We were sitting in our car waiting for them. I assumed that the next car would be them.
“Here they come.” ~ Me
“Honey, I don’t remember him being an Asian woman.” ~ Bean
“He’s not an Asian woman? Are you sure?” ~ Me
“Positive.” ~ Bean
“Oh wait, there they are…, lol” ~ Me
Our waitress who was very nice was having many issues. First she dropped one of our salads that shattered on the floor. Oh well these things happen. There were other things that were odd about her service. We chalked it off to her probably being new.
We ordered a desert that has the word “flaming” in it. When she brought it she dumped the flamed liquid on to the desert. I became alarmed when some of the flammable liquid dropped on my hands. I really thought for a second I might catch fire…you know…since the table was on fire along with the dessert. She giggled while trying to extinguish the table.
“I don’t remember it being on fire so much?” ~ Bean
“It’s because I like fire.” ~ Waitress
[Insert nervous laughter here]
She then went on to say wouldn’t it be funny if I burned down the restaurant and then I came back to work. It was here that we pointed out a) you’d probably get fired for burning down the restaurant and b) if you burn it down there is no restaurant to come back too. She laughed and went on her way.
It was definitely a very interesting evening filled with laughs.