Here are some things my friends DON’T say:
“I think I’m getting too thin.”
“I’m not sure the guy charged me enough for that repair.”
“I can’t wait to go see my in-laws this weekend.”
So you can imagine my joy this past weekend, finding myself at a fancy restaurant with the in-laws and it took them, no joke, two-and-a-half hours to serve our meal. You are assuming, I know, that the place was hopping busy. It wasn’t. It was in Oregon, so I thought perhaps expectations were different there. My mother-in-law assured me they are not, she was likewise extremely disappointed.
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