Waiting For Food

 

 

Since Russ was in San Francisco last night and Carter had finished up her Science Independent Project she and I decided that a quick dinner out was the right thing to do.  We just went to a family style restaurant, nothing special, but Carter was thrilled not to have to eat the green beans and broccoli I was planning on serving.

 

The good thing for me about going to dinner with a fourteen year old is that I can indulge my love of eavesdropping on other people’s conversations while Carter is busy texting.  Yes, I admit I listen to what is going on at the tables around me.  It is all I can do not to comment or weigh in on whatever fight or discussion people are having.  The way I see it is that if you don’t want people to hear, you should talk about it in the car, otherwise it’s fair game for my entertainment.

 

Last night we were seated in a booth that backed up to a father and his sons, ages about four and six.  It was obvious to us that these children rarely went to anything more than a fast food restaurant and were having the time of their lives.

 

Here is the conversation we overheard that really made us smile:

 

Younger boy: When is the food coming?

 

Older boy: Yeah, I’m hungry.

 

Father:  I’m sure the waiter will bring it soon.

 

Younger boy:  What are you talking about?  I am the waiter.

 

Older boy:  No, you are the customer.

 

Younger boy:  No, I am the one waiting for food, so I am the waiter.

 

It all made sense to us and was so much more fun to listen to that the three adult daughters and their 70 year old mother whose birthday it was who did not like one drink the poor waiter brought them and sat silently when they weren’t sending things back to the bar.  I’ll take kids to listen to over pouting adults anyday.



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