Last Saturday when I answered my phone with my usual, “Happy morning
and welcome to a beautiful weekend,” my caller interrupted, “Not a happy
morning, and there won’t be a beautiful weekend, not with what I went through
last night. What is the world turning into? I have heard of the send me credit
card syndrome, but I never thought it would go this far. I don’t mind paying in
advance, as long as I have the option to negotiate such or any payments. At
this rate, the death of dating may not be too far away.” So I said, “Brother,
please calm down and tell me all about it.”
And he said, “Last night, I made the mistake of taking my new date to
this nice restaurant. And immediately we got seated, she virtually grabbed the
menu as it was being presented and ordered some of the most expensive items on
the menu. She ordered a choice Wine, Prawns Cocktail in Avocado, Lobster in Garlic
Sauce, and Mixed Vegetables.” So I asked, “And what did you do?” And he
replied, “I wisely and drastically scaled down my own order, to avoid any
embarrassment. And during the course of the dinner, I asked if she eats like
this in her father’s house.” And she replied, “Oh no! My father doesn’t plan to
sleep with me after the meal.”
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