Every week, my girlfriend and I go out for dinner on Friday and Saturday nights. Usually a cheap meal on Friday and a nicer meal on Saturday.
Friday we went to Arby’s on Shoemaker Rd. for our fast-food meal. All was going well except there was this hyper kid running around like a nut while we were waiting for our order. The restaurant wasn’t busy. There were tons of empty tables but, of course, they had to sit right behind us with spaz-boy. The kid is jumping up and down on the seat, batting at the light fixture etc… while the parents are doing squat to stop him.
As usual, I finished way before Dawn. While I am talking to her as she is eating, she makes this face, lays down her sandwich and says “I can’t eat any more”. Wanna know why????? Because spaz-boy hurled all over the table, the floor, the seat etc… She had taken one bite of her sandwich. We went back to her house so she could finish her meal.
Saturday night we had a coupon for Friendly’s on Shoemaker Rd. They have some new menu items and we decided that sounded good. They seat us in front of a family with two children. We order. We get our soup. Dawn takes about three bites, lays down her spoon and says “Not again”. Wanna know why??? The one kid hurled all over the table. God pity the people who were directly across the aisle. They couldn’t finish their dessert. So the mother stands up and announces that she is going to the restroom to wash the “puke” off….. OMG did you really have to say puke while people are eating all around you.
So they left and the staff cleaned up the mess pronto. Dawn was fortunately able to eat after that. I had my back to it both nights. She said this wasn’t as bad as Arby’s, the night before, thankfully since we hadn’t even gotten our entrees yet!
Can you even believe the luck????? Be afraid. Be very afraid!